Count (male) or Countess (female) is a title in European countries for a noble of varying status, but historically deemed to convey an approximate rank intermediate between the highest and lowest titles of nobility. The word count came into English from the French comte, itself from Latin comes—in its accusative comitem—meaning "companion", and later "companion of the emperor, delegate of the emperor". The adjective form of the word is "comital". The British and Irish equivalent is an earl (whose wife is a "countess", for lack of an English term). Alternative names for the "Count" rank in the nobility structure are used in other countries, such as Graf in Germany and Hakushaku during the Japanese Imperial era.
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Famous quotes containing the word count:
“I know were not saints or virgins or lunatics; we know all the lust and lavatory jokes, and most of the dirty people; we can catch buses and count our change and cross the roads and talk real sentences. But our innocence goes awfully deep, and our discreditable secret is that we dont know anything at all, and our horrid inner secret is that we dont care that we dont.”
—Dylan Thomas (19141953)
“While fortune smiles, youll count your friends by scores;
If the sky clouds over, you will be alone.”
—Ovid (Publius Ovidius Naso)
“I came as census-taker to the waste
To count the people in it and found none,
None in the hundred miles, none in the house....”
—Robert Frost (18741963)