These casual Jeers he heeded no more than the idle wind; they could not hurt.
"The Beautiful Wretch; The Pupil of Aurelius; and The Four Macnicols"
William Black
She had witnessed how he forced the colonists to labor, had seen the punishment he meted out to those who disobeyed his commands against swearing-that strange offence she could not comprehend-the pouring of cold water in the sleeve of those who uttered oaths, amid the Jeers and laughter of their companions.
"The Princess Pocahontas"
Virginia Watson
If one must bitter weep- No man will see his tears, If sadly bowed his head- None save the partridge Jeers.
"Russian Lyrics"
Translated by Martha Gilbert Dickinson Bianchi