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Frowned

Frown \Frown\ (froun), v. i. [imp. & p. p. Frowned (fround); p. pr. & vb. n. Frowning.] [OF. froignier, F. frogner, in se refrogner, se renfrogner, to knit the brow, to frown; perh. of Teutonic origin; cf. It. in frigno wrinkled, frowning, Prov. It. frignare to cringe the face, to make a wry face, dial. Sw. fryna to make a wry face,]

  1. To contract the brow in displeasure, severity, or sternness; to scowl; to put on a stern, grim, or surly look.

    The frowning wrinkle of her brow.
    --Shak.

  2. To manifest displeasure or disapprobation; to look with disfavor or threateningly; to lower; as, polite society frowns upon rudeness.

    The sky doth frown and lower upon our army.
    --Shak.

Wiktionary
frowned

vb. (en-past of: frown)

Usage examples of "frowned".

Sitting tall in his saddle, with the sunlight sparking no glints from his dark hair, he adjusted his gloves impatiently and frowned as Dain came trotting alongside, disorderly and out of breath.

Dain frowned to himself, realizing with shame that already he was failing to measure up to his new father’s high standards.

Dain frowned, so embarrassed he wanted to wheel his horse around and gallop in the opposite direction.

Dain frowned at it, recognizing it only because Lord Odfrey had shown it to him.

Although he frowned a little at what he considered children’s work, it kept him occupied and useful.

She frowned, seeing one corner of the blanket that had been pulled out and retucked hastily, sloppily.

He stood stiff and still for a moment, then frowned and drew a Circle on his breast.

She listened to the soft moans of a man and woman together, and frowned in resistance.

He frowned in an effort to hide his shock, and realized that Sulein could have asked for half.

Pheresa frowned at this first sign of the ball’s growing more lively and riotous.

He frowned as the two mages vanished through the archway and out toward the foyer of the main Hall.

Cerryl frowned, recalling the words of Benthann-the mistress of the scrivener Tellis, for whom he'd apprenticed before the Guild had found him.

Cerryl frowned but kept his eyes on the north side of the street, ignoring for the most part the bustle of the square to his right.

Cerryl frowned, teasing the thoughts back and forth and finding no ready answers, finding his thoughts more on a blonde healer as he wondered how Leyladin was, half-wishing he were still in Fairhaven, and fully wishing he could talk to her and to see her laughing deep green eyes and hear her words.

A few men glanced in his direction, and one burly man frowned, then blinked.