(Ste.) The powder-room in a French ship; so called from St. Barbara, the patron saint of artillery. (See Barbary.)
Heap lying curls a million on your head; On socks, a cubit high, plant your proud tread, You're just what you are—that's all about it.
Goethe: Faust (Dr. Anster), p. 163.
Source: Dictionary of Phrase and Fable, E. Cobham Brewer, 1894
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