To frown at pleasure, and to smile in pain.

Edward Young (1684-1765): Night Thoughts. Night viii. Line 1045.

Hell

Grew darker at their frown.

John Milton (1608-1674): Paradise Lost. Book ii. Line 719.

Don't you remember sweet Alice, Ben Bolt?

Sweet Alice, whose hair was so brown;

Who wept with delight when you gave her a smile,

And trembl'd with fear at your frown!

Thomas Dunn English (1819-1902): Ben Bolt.

The world goes up and the world goes down,

And the sunshine follows the rain;

And yesterday's sneer and yesterday's frown

Can never come over again.

Charles Kingsley (1819-1875): Dolcino to Margaret.