Contempt vs Faugh - What's the difference?

contempt | faugh |


As a noun contempt

is (uncountable) the state of contemning; the feeling or attitude of regarding someone or something as inferior, base, or worthless; scorn, disdain.

As an interjection faugh is

(dated) an exclamation of disgust, especially for a smell, or contempt.

contempt

Alternative forms

* (obsolete) * (obsolete)

Noun

(en noun)
  • (uncountable) The state of contemning; the feeling or attitude of regarding someone or something as inferior, base, or worthless; scorn, disdain.
  • * , chapter=13
  • , title= The Mirror and the Lamp , passage=And Vickers launched forth into a tirade very different from his platform utterances. He spoke with extreme contempt of the dense stupidity exhibited on all occasions by the working classes. He said that if you wanted to do anything for them, you must rule them, not pamper them.}}
  • The state of being despised or dishonored; disgrace.
  • (legal) Open disrespect or willful disobedience of the authority of a court of law or legislative body.
  • Synonyms

    * See

    Antonyms

    * See

    Derived terms

    * contemptible * contempt of Congress * contempt of court * contempt of Parliament * contemptuous * familiarity breeds contempt

    faugh

    English

    Alternative forms

    fough (obsolete)

    Interjection

    (en interjection)
  • (dated) An exclamation of disgust, especially for a smell, or contempt.
  • * 1900' Mary Harriott Norris (editor), '''1823 , American Book Company, page 24:
  • The very scent of the carrion—faugh —reached my nostrils at the distance where we stood.
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  • , year=1960 , author= , title=(Jeeves in the Offing) , section=chapter VII , passage=It was a lovely afternoon, replete with blue sky, beaming sun, buzzing insects and what not, an afternoon that seemed to call to one to be out in the open with God's air playing on one's face and something cool in a glass at one's side, and here was I, just to oblige Bobbie Wickham, tooling along a corridor indoors on my way to search a comparative stranger's bedroom, this involving crawling on floors and routing under beds and probably getting covered with dust and fluff. The thought was a bitter one, and I don't suppose I have ever come closer to saying ‘Faugh !’}}