Fraulein

Definitions

  • WordNet 3.6
    • n Fraulein a German courtesy title or form of address for an unmarried woman
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Webster's Revised Unabridged Dictionary
    • n. sing. & pl Fräulein froi"līn In Germany, a young lady; an unmarried woman; -- as a title, equivalent to Miss.
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Chambers's Twentieth Century Dictionary
    • n Fraulein a young lady, miss—often in England for a German governess
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Etymology

Webster's Revised Unabridged Dictionary
G., dim. of frau, woman. See Frau
Chambers's Twentieth Century Dictionary
Ger.

Usage

In literature:

Then came Fraulein, the prima donna of the Imperial Opera, and then the boys.
"Standard Selections" by Various
You know, Fraulein, the pitcher that too often goes to the well is at last broken.
"Ruth Fielding at the War Front" by Alice B. Emerson
Good old Fraulein, come back from Germany with a long- bearded professor in her train?
"More About Peggy" by Mrs G. de Horne Vaizey
You didn't do any with Fraulein, I think?
"Tom and Some Other Girls" by Mrs. George de Horne Vaizey
But, would you like to keep the dog for his sake, Fraulein Vogelstein?
"Fritz and Eric" by John Conroy Hutcheson
Fraulein was fussing about her overshoes which she had lost, and there was a general struggle and confusion.
"Our Frank" by Amy Walton
And now tell me who you are, my dear fraulein?
"Count Ulrich of Lindburg" by W.H.G. Kingston
What say mein liebe fraulein!
"The Scalp Hunters" by Mayne Reid
Will the Fraulein be so good as to go below and meet her mother?
"Little Journeys to the Homes of the Great, Vol. 13" by Elbert Hubbard
Fraulein would never have to rebuke her new pupil for stooping shoulders.
"About Peggy Saville" by Mrs. G. de Horne Vaizey
Because of Miss Clyde, Fraulein took much interest in Blue Bonnet, discovering a good deal of musical ability, she wrote Miss Clyde.
"Blue Bonnet in Boston" by Caroline E. Jacobs
But it won't come to that, either, thanks to Fraulein Emilie.
"Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine - Volume 62, No. 384, October 1847" by Various
But I don't believe all that, fraulein.
"Linda Tressel" by Anthony Trollope
Now Fraulein Kronenberg will complain that you are losing your pure German accent.
"Elizabeth Hobart at Exeter Hall" by Jean K. Baird
The Fraulein told me that Helen had gone to her aunt and would not return until Monday.
"Hester's Counterpart" by Jean K. Baird
Him and him fraulein.
"Winning the Wilderness" by Margaret Hill McCarter
This was Fraulein Athalie.
"Timar's Two Worlds" by Mór Jókai
The Fraulein was to arrive here on Monday, at about this time.
"The Red Symbol" by John Ironside
Thou 'It leave us, then, Fraulein?
"The Daltons, Volume I (of II) Or,Three Roads In Life" by Charles James Lever
There are regular clothes for eating dinner in; and, Victor, the young frauleins come to their dinner with scarcely any clothes on.
"Adventures of Hans Sterk" by A.W. Drayson
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In poetry:

CHORUS: Ach! Mein fraulein!
You ish so ferry unkind!
You coes mit Hans to Zhermany to live,
And leaves poor Schnapps pehind,
And leaves poor Schnapps pehind.
"Corporal Schnapps" by Henry Clay Work
I hated it--old Fraulein picked
Her teeth, slowly explaining it.
I had to listen, Fraulein licked
Her fingers several times and flicked
The pages over; in a fit
Of rage I spat at it...
"The Picture Book" by Robert Graves
When I was not quite five years old
I first saw the blue picture book,
And Fraulein Spitzenburger told
Stories that sent me hot and cold;
I loathed it, yet I had to look:
It was a German book.
"The Picture Book" by Robert Graves
Old Fraulein laughed, a horrid noise.
"Ho, ho!" Then she explained it all
How robbers kill the little boys
And torture them and break their toys.
Robbers are always big and tall:
I cried: I was so small.
"The Picture Book" by Robert Graves
I had to look: there was a town
Burning where every one got caught,
Then a fish pulled a nigger down
Into the lake and made him drown,
And a man killed his friend; they fought
For money, Fraulein thought.
"The Picture Book" by Robert Graves
They're hurt, they can't escape, and so
He stuffs them head-down in a sack,
Not quite dead, wriggling in a row,
And Fraulein laughed, "Ho, ho! Ho, ho!"
And gave my middle a hard smack,
I wish that I'd hit back.
"The Picture Book" by Robert Graves