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# An Etymological Dictionary of the German Language/Annotated/Schranz

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​ Schranz, masculine, ‘flatterer, parasite; slit, cleft,’ from Middle High German schranz, masculine, ‘breach, rift, cleft, hole, wound, slashed garment, an overdressed young man (with slashed sleeves, &c.), fop’; with the last of these varied meanings Modern High German Hofschranze, ‘flattering courtier,’ is connected. On the other hand, the primary meaning ‘rift’ points to a connection with Schrunde, so that two roots skrant and skrand, have to be assumed in Teutonic.
# An Etymological Dictionary of the German Language/Annotated/Schornstein

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​ Schornstein, masculine, ‘chimney,’ from the equivalent Middle High German schornstein, schorstein, masculine; compare Dutch schoorsteen; probably allied to Anglo-Saxon sčęorian, ‘to project,’ English to shore, Dutch schoor, ‘support, brace’?.
# An Etymological Dictionary of the German Language/Annotated/Schranke

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​ Schranke, feminine, ‘railing, barrier, limit,’ from Middle High German schranke, feminine, with the same meanings as Middle High German schranc, masculine; see the preceding word.
# An Etymological Dictionary of the German Language/Annotated/Schraube

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​ Schraube, feminine, ‘screw,’ from the equivalent late Middle High German schrûbe, feminine; allied to Dutch schroef (English screw), Icelandic skrúfa; these terms, some of which may have been borrowed, and hence do not correspond exactly in sound, are essentially Modern Teutonic. Note Suabian schrauf, Bavarian schraufen (compared with Swiss štrûbe). Origin obscure.
# An Etymological Dictionary of the German Language/Annotated/Schorf

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​ Schorf, masculine, ‘scurf, scab,’ from the equivalent Middle High German schorf, Old High German scorf, masculine; corresponding to Middle Dutch scorf, Modern Dutch schurft, Anglo-Saxon sčęorf, scurf, English scurf, Icelandic skurfur, ‘scurf, scab.’ Compare schürfen.
# An Etymological Dictionary of the German Language/Annotated/Schote

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​ Schote, Schaude, masculine, ‘simpleton,’ ModHigh German only, formed from Hebrew schôtèh, ‘foolish.’
Schote (1.), feminine, ‘pod, cod, shell,’ from Middle High German schôte, schotte, feminine, ‘pod, seed-case, pericarp’; allied to Old Icelandic skauðer, plural, ‘sheath.’ Connected with the root skū̆, ‘to cover,’ which is discussed under Scheune.
Schote (2.), feminine, ‘sheet’ (of a sail), Modern High German only, formed from Low German; compare Dutch schooten, Anglo-Saxon sčeáta, ‘pes veli’ (sceát-lîne, ‘propes’), English sheet. These are identical with High German Schoß (3). The Anglo-Saxon word is recorded the earliest; compare Boot, Ebbe. From Low German is also derived Italian scotta, ‘cable.’
# An Etymological Dictionary of the German Language/Annotated/Schoppen

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​ Schoppen (1.), masculine, ‘pint,’ Modern High German only, formed from the equivalent Low German schopen; connected with Middle High German schuofe, feminine, ‘scoop’?.
Schoppen (2.), see Schuppen.
# An Etymological Dictionary of the German Language/Annotated/Schrank

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​ Schrank, masculine, ‘cupboard, chest, press,’ from Middle High German schranc (k), masculine, ‘that which shuts off, railing, enclosure, barrier, enclosing, space shut off, cupboard.’ From the meaning ‘enclosure, space shut off,’ which still appears in the feminine form Schranke, the early Modern High German signification ‘cupboard’ was developed. The corresponding Old High German scranch, masculine, ‘deception, deceit,’ points to the verb schränken, root skrank, ‘oblique.’ The substantive does not occur elsewhere; in Franconian, Hessian, and Low German Schank is used; in Swiss chašte or šăfrâti, Alsatian špint. See the following words.
# An Etymological Dictionary of the German Language/Annotated/Schoß

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​ Schoß (1.), masculine, ‘‘shoot, sprout, sprig,’ from the equivalent Middle High German schoȥ (ȥȥ), neuter, and with the same meaning even Old High German scoȥ, neuter, and scoȥȥa, feminine; allied to the root skū̆t, ‘to shoot.’ From the Old High German word with the Low German dental is derived French écot, ‘stump of a tree.’ To this Modern High German Schößling, from Middle High German schüȥȥelinc, is allied.
Schoß (2.), ‘tax, scot,’ from Middle High German (Middle German) schoȥ, masculine, ‘tax, rent’; compare Dutch schot, Anglo-Saxon sčęot (English scot), ‘tax, score.’ The great antiquity of the West Teutonic cognates is attested by the Romance loan-words, Italian scotto, ‘score,’ French écot, ‘score.’ The Teutonic words are formed from the root skū̆t, ‘to shoot,’ which in Anglo-Saxon sceótan, ‘to shoot,’ has also the secondary meaning, ‘to contribute money.’
Schoß (3.), Schooß, masculine, ‘lap,’ from Middle High German schôȥ, masculine, feminine, and neuter, Old High German scôȥ, scôȥo, scôȥa, masculine and feminine, ‘skirt of a garment, petticoat, lap’ (to this Lombardic scoss, ‘lap,’ is allied). Compare Gothic skauts, masculine, ‘border, hem of a garment,’ Old Icelandic skaut, neuter, ‘tuft, corner, end, skirt,’ Anglo-Saxon sčeát, ‘corner, wedge, bosom’ (whence Anglo-Saxon sčŷte, ‘cloth,’ English sheet), Dutch schoot; allied to the root skū̆t, ‘to shoot.’ It is uncertain whether the original sense was a descending or hanging part of the dress or a projecting corner of the land, or whether (as in the similar cases of Franse and Gehren) the skirt was so named from its resemblance to a missile?. See Schote (2).
# An argosy of fables/English fables/The Butterfly and the Bee

METHOUGHT I heard a butterfly Say to a labouring bee: "Thou hast no colours of the sky On painted wings like me."
"Poor child of vanity! those dyes, And colours bright and rare," With mild reproach, the bee replies, "Are all beneath my care.
"Content I toil from morn to eve, And scorning idleness, To tribes of gaudy sloth I leave The vanity of dress."
(William Lisle Bowles.)
# An argosy of fables/English fables/The Chicken's Mistake

A LITTLE chick one day Asked leave to go on the water, Where she saw a duck and her brood at play, Swimming and splashing about her.
Indeed she began to peep and cry When her mother wouldn't let her; "If the ducks can swim there, why can't I? Are they any bigger or better?"
Then the old hen answered: "Listen to me, And hush your foolish talking; Just look at your feet and you will see They were only made for walking."
"'IF THE DUCKS CAN SWIM THERE, WHY CAN'T I?'"
—Page 310
​But chicky wistfully eyed the brook And didn't half believe her, For she seemed to say, by a knowing look, Such stories couldn't deceive her.
And as her mother was scratching the ground, She muttered, lower and lower, "I know I can go there and not be drowned, And so, I think, I'll show her."
Then she made a plunge where the stream was deep, And saw, too late, her blunder, For she had hardly time to peep; When her foolish head went under.
And now I hope her fate will show The child my story reading, That those that are older sometimes know What you will do well in heeding;
That each content in his place should dwell, And envy not his brother; For any part that is acted well, Is just as good as another.
For we all have our proper sphere below, And this is a truth worth knowing: You will come to grief if you try to go Where you were never made for going.
(Phœbe Cary.)
# An argosy of fables/English fables/The Crow's Children

A HUNTSMAN, bearing his gun a-field,
Went whistling merrily, When he heard the blackest of black crows Call out from a withered tree:—
"You are going to kill the thievish birds, And I would, if I were you; But you must not touch my family. Whatever else you do."
"I'm only going to kill the birds That are eating up my crop; And if your young ones do such things, Be sure they'll have to stop."
"O," said the crow, "my children Are the best ones ever born There isn't one among them all Would steal a grain of corn."
"But how shall I know which ones they are? Do they resemble you?" "O, no," said the crow, "they're the prettiest birds, And the whitest, ever flew."
​So off went the sportsman whistling, And off, too, went his gun; And its startling echoes never ceased Again till the day was done.
And the old crow sat untroubled. Cawing away in her nook. For she said; "He'll never kill my birds, Since I told him how they look.
"Now there's the hawk, my neighbour, She'll see what'll come to pass soon, And that saucy, whistling black-bird May have to change his tune."
When, lo! she saw the hunter Taking his homeward track. With a string of crows as long as his gun, Hanging down his back.
"Alack, alack!" said the mother, "What in the world have you done? You promised to spare my pretty birds, And you've killed them, every one."
"Your birds," said the puzzled hunter; "Why, I found them in my corn; And, besides, they are black and ugly As any that ever were born."
​"Get out of my sight, you stupid!" Said the angriest of crows; "How good and fair the children are, There's none but a parent knows."
"Ah! I see, I see," said the hunter, "But not as you do, quite; It takes a mother to be so blind She can't tell black from white."
(Phœbe Cary.)
# An argosy of fables/English fables/The Envious Wren

ON the ground lived a hen.  In a tree lived a wren, Who picked up her food here and there; While biddy had wheat And all nice things to eat. Said the wren, "I declare, 'tisn't fair!"
"It is really too bad!" She exclaimed—and was mad— "To go out when it's raining this way! And to earn what you eat, Doesn't make your food sweet, In spite of what some folks may say.
​"Now there is that hen," Said the cross little wren, "She's fed till she's fat as a drum; While I strive and sweat For each bug that I get, And nobody gives me a crumb.
"I can't see for my life Why the old farmer's wife Treats her so much better than me. Suppose on the ground I hop carelessly round For a while and just see what I'll see."
Said this cute little wren, "I'll make friends with the hen, And perhaps she will ask me to stay; And then upon bread Every day I'd be fed, And life would be nothing but play."
So down flew the wren, "Stop to tea," said the hen; And soon biddy's supper was sent; But scarce stopping to taste, The poor bird left in haste And this was the reason she went:
When the farmer's kind dame To the poultry-yard came, She said—and the wren shook with fright— ​"Biddy's so fat she'll do For a pie or a stew, And I guess I shall kill her to-night."
(Phœbe Cary.)
# An argosy of fables/English fables/Six Men of Indostan

IT was six men of Indostan To learning much inclined Who went to see the Elephant ​(Though all of them were blind), That each by observation Might satisfy his mind.
The First approached the Elephant And, happening to fall Against his broad and sturdy side, At once began to bawl: "God bless me!—but the Elephant Is very like a wall!"
The Second, feeling of the tusk, Cried "Ho! What have we here So very round and smooth and sharp? To me 'tis mighty clear This wonder of an Elephant Is very like a spear!"
The Third approached the animal, And, happening to take The squirming trunk within his hands, Thus boldly up and spake:— "I see," quoth he, "the Elephant Is very like a snake!"
The Fourth reached out his eager hand, And felt about the knee; "What most this wondrous beast is like, ​Is mighty plain," quoth he; "'Tis clear enough the Elephant Is very like a tree!"
The Fifth who chanced to touch the ear, Said, "E'en the blindest man Can tell what this resembles most; Deny the fact who can, This marvel of an Elephant Is very like a fan!"
The Sixth no sooner had begun About the beast to grope, Than seizing on the swinging tail That fell within his scope, "I see," quoth he, "the Elephant Is very like a rope!"
And so the men of Indostan Disputed loud and long, Each in his own opinion Exceeding stiff and strong, Though each was partly in the right And all were in the wrong!
MORAL
So, oft in theologic wars The disputants, I ween, Rail on in utter ignorance ​Of what each other mean And prate about an Elephant Not one of them has seen!
(John Godfrey Saxe.)
# An argosy of fables/English fables/The Lily and the Rose

WITHIN the garden's peaceful scene,
Appear'd two lovely foes, Aspiring to the rank of queen,— The Lily and the Rose.
The Rose soon redden'd with rage: And swelling with disdain, Appeal'd to many a poet's page, To prove her right to reign.
The Lily's height bespoke command, A fair imperial flower; She seemed designed for Flora's hand, The sceptre of her power.
This civil bickering and debate, The goddess chanced to hear, And flew to save ere yet too late, The pride of the parterre.
​"Yours is," she said, "the nobler hue, And yours the statelier mien; And, till a third surpasses you, Let each be deemed a queen.
Let no mean jealousies pervert your mind, A blemish in another's fame to find; Be grateful for the gifts that you possess. Nor deem a rival's merit makes yours less.
(William Cowper.)
# An argosy of fables/English fables/The Mountain and the Squirrel

THE Mountain and the Squirrel  Had a quarrel, And the former called the latter, "Little Prig:" Bun replied— "You are doubtless very big; But all sorts of things and weather Must be taken in together To make up a year, And a sphere; And I think it no disgrace To occupy my place, If I'm not so large as you, You are not so small as I And not half so spry; I'll not deny you make A very pretty squirrel track. Talents differ; all is well and wisely put; If I cannot carry forests on my back, Neither can you crack a nut."
(Ralph Waldo Emerson.)
# An argosy of fables/English fables/The Bears and the Bees

AS two young Bears, in wanton mood,  Forth issuing from a neighhouring wood. Came where the industrious Bees had stored, In artful cells, their luscious hoard; O'erjoyed, they seized with eager haste, Luxurious, on the rich repast. Alarmed at this, the little crew About their ears vindictive flew. The beasts, unable to sustain The unequal combat, quit the plain; Half blind with rage and mad with pain, Their native shelter they regain; There sit, and now discreeter grown. Too late their rashness they bemoan; And this, by dear experience, gain:— That pleasure's ever bought with pain.
So, when the gilded baits of vice Are placed before our longing eyes. With greedy haste we snatch our fill And swallow down the latent ill: But when experience opes our eyes, ​Away the fancied pleasure flies. It flies, but, oh! too late we find It leaves a real sting behind.
(James Merrick.)
# An argosy of fables/English fables/The Chameleon

THE CHAMELEON
OFT has it been my lot to mark A proud, conceited, talking spark, With eyes that hardly served at most To guard their master 'gainst a post; Yet round the world the blade has been, To see whatever could be seen. Returning from his finished tour, Grown ten times perter than before; Whatever word you chance to drop, The travelled fool your mouth will stop: "Sir, if my judgment you'll allow— I've seen—and sure I ought to know." So begs you pay a due submission, And acquiesce in his decision. ​Two travellers of such a cast, As o'er Arabia's wilds they passed, And on their way, in friendly chat, Now talked of this, and then of that; Discoursed awhile, 'mongst other matter. Of the chameleon's form and nature. "A stranger animal," cries one, "Sure never lived beneath the sun: A lizard's body lean and long, A fish's head, a serpent's tongue, Its foot with triple claw disjoined; And what a length of tail behind! How slow its pace! And then its hue,— Who ever saw so fine a blue?" "Hold there," the other quick replies, " 'Tis green, I saw it with these eyes, As late with open mouth it lay, And warmed it in the sunny ray; Stretched at its ease the beast I viewed, And saw it eat the air for food." "I've seen it, sir, as well as you, And must again affirm it blue; At leisure I the beast surveyed Extended in the cooling shade." " 'Tis green, 'tis green, sir, I assure ye." "Green!" cries the other in a fury; "Why, sir, d'ye think I've lost my eyes?" "'Twere no great loss," the friend replies; "For if they always serve you thus, ​You'll find them but of little use." So high at last the contest rose, From words they almost came to blows: When luckily came by a third; To him the question they referred; And begged he'd tell them, if he knew, Whether the thing was green or blue. "Sirs," cries the umpire, "cease your pother, The creature's neither one nor t'other. I caught the animal last night, And viewed it o'er by candle-light; I marked it well, 'twas black as jet— You stare—but, sirs, I've got it yet, And can produce it.""Pray, sir, do; I'll lay my life the thing is blue." "And I'll be sworn, that when you've seen The reptile, you'll pronounce him green." "Well, then, at once to ease the doubt," Replies the man, "I'll turn him out; And when before your eyes I've set him, If you don't find him black, I'll eat him." He said; and full before their sight Produced the beast, and lo!—'twas white. Both stared; the man looked wondrous wise— "My children," the chameleon cries (Then first the chameleon found a tongue), "You all are right, and all are wrong: When next you talk of what you view, ​Think others see as well as you: Nor wonder if you find that none Prefers your eyesight to his own."
(James Merrick.)
# An Etymological Dictionary of the German Language/Annotated/stammen

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​ stammen, verb, ‘to originate (from), descend, proceed,’ from the equivalent Middle High German stammen; allied to Stamm.
# An Etymological Dictionary of the German Language/Annotated/stampfen

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​ stampfen, verb, ‘to stamp, pound,’ from the equivalent Middle High German stampfen, Old High German stampfôn; a derivative of Modern High German Stampf, Middle High German and Old High German stampf, ‘punch’; compare Dutch stampen, English to stamp, Old Icelandic stappa (for *stampa), ‘to stamp, push.’ From these cognates Italian stampare, French étamper, ‘to impress,’ Italian stampa, ‘stamp, impression,’ and French estampe, are borrowed. Akin to Stempel and stumpf. The Teutonic root stamp (stump), ‘to push,’ contained in these words, seems to be connected with Greek στέμβω, ‘I tread’ (and Sanscrit stamba, ‘post’?). Compare Stapfe and Stempel.
# Ante-Nicene Fathers/Volume VIII/Apocrypha of the New Testament/The Gospel of Pseudo-Matthew/Chapter 39

Chapter 39.
Again the Jews asked Mary and Joseph a third time to coax Him to go to another master to learn. And Joseph and Mary, fearing the people, and the overbearing of the princes, and the threats of the priests, led Him again to school, knowing that He could learn nothing from man, because He had perfect knowledge from God only. And when Jesus had entered the school, led by the Holy Spirit, He took the book out of the hand of the master who was teaching the law, and in the sight and hearing of all the people began to read, not indeed what was written in their book; but He spoke in the Spirit of the living God, as if a stream of water were gushing forth from a living fountain, and the fountain remained always full. And with such power He taught the people the great things of the living God, that the master himself fell to the ground and adored Him. And the heart of the people who sat and heard Him saying such things was turned into astonishment.  And when Joseph heard of this, he came running to Jesus, fearing that the master himself was dead. And when the master saw him, he said to him: Thou hast given me not a scholar, but a master; and who can withstand his words? Then was fulfilled that which was spoken by the Psalmist: The river of God is full of water: Thou hast prepared them corn, for so is the provision for it.

## Footnotes

* ↑ Ps. lxv. 9.
# Ante-Nicene Fathers/Volume VIII/Apocrypha of the New Testament/The Gospel of Pseudo-Matthew/Chapter 41

Chapter 41.
And they went away from Capernaum into the city which is called Bethlehem; and Joseph lived with Mary in his own house, and Jesus with them. And on a certain day Joseph called to him his first-born son James, and sent him into the vegetable garden to gather vegetables for the purpose of making broth. And Jesus followed His brother James into the garden; but Joseph and Mary did not know this. And while James was collecting the vegetables, a viper suddenly came out of a hole and struck his hand, and he began to cry out from excessive pain. And, becoming exhausted, he said, with a bitter cry: Alas! alas! an accursed viper has struck my hand. And Jesus, who was standing opposite to him, at the bitter cry ran up to James, and took hold of his hand; and all that He did was to blow on the hand of James, and cool it: and immediately James was healed, and the serpent died. And Joseph and Mary did not know what had been done; but at the cry of James, and the command of Jesus, they ran to the garden, and found the serpent already dead, and James quite cured.

## Footnotes

* ↑ According to the tradition preserved by Hegesippus and Tertullian, James and Judas were husbandmen. See Apost. Const., ch. lxvii.
* ↑ Comp. Acts xxviii.