[
US
/ˈpɫizd/
]
[ UK /plˈiːzd/ ]
[ UK /plˈiːzd/ ]
ADJECTIVE
- experiencing or manifesting pleasure
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feeling pleasurable satisfaction over something by which you measures your self-worth
proud of their child
How To Use pleased In A Sentence
- I'm pleased I didn't get that job, in a funny sort of way.
- So I'm pleased to introduce our first presenter , one of the stars of Traffic , Catherine Zeta - Jones .
- I was watching the match in a pub without sound, and I had forgotten about it, so it was not until I got home that I realised that Langer had taken a hat trick, and that was why the West Indian fieldsmen all looked so pleased.
- Naturally, her husband was very pleased and only too happy to oblige with the ‘work.’
- We are pleased to offer our clients access to CBX ASIA through our trading platform as we remain fully committed to providing the broadest selection of liquidity in Asia and globally, ensuring that our clients have a unique and dynamic edge when accessing trading venues". Bobsguide Financial Industry News
- His demeanor was that of a person who is far from pleased with the course of events, and the word glum best describes his expression. A Life of Gen Robert E Lee
- I'm pleased to say that he is now doing well.
- The two merchants didn't look entirely pleased to have the players mooching off of their business, but it was obvious to the eyes of an outsider that the music was actually attracting customers.
- I was too pleased with my own hard-won epiphany that the film's title is a palindrome to even notice that the credits had started rolling.
- Then the pleasant little surprises of all kinds that we imagined; and the pleasant looks that greet us when we condescend to accept them; the patience that can translate our most unwarrantable "crossness", because there has been some trifling difficulty in obtaining the half of a star or the corner of a moon which it had pleased us to require, into "such a good sign of being really better"; and then our appetite (which the gods know is at that season singularly keen), how is it not tempted with unutterable dainties and friande morsels, all sorts of amateur cookery in our behalf, where Love himself has not disdained to turn the spit, and look into the stewpan! and all served up so gracefully on the small tray, covered with its delicate white damask cloth, arraying with more than mortal charms the moulds of crystal jelly and pure-looking blanc mange! Zoe: The History of Two Lives