Plod
[plɒd] or [plɑd]
Definition
(v. i.) To travel slowly but steadily; to trudge.
(v. i.) To toil; to drudge; especially, to study laboriously and patiently.
(v. t.) To walk on slowly or heavily.
Editor: Segre
Synonyms and Synonymous
v. n. [1]. Trudge, jog on, travel slowly but steadily.[2]. Toil, drudge, moil, hold on, keep on, keep at it, work hard.
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Definition
v.i. to travel slowly and steadily: to study or work on steadily: to toil.—v.t. to get along by slow and heavy walking:—pr.p. plod′ding; pa.t. and pa.p. plod′ded.—n. Plod′der one who plods on: a dull heavy laborious man.—adj. Plod′ding laborious but slow.—n. slow movement: patient study.—adv. Plod′dingly.
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Examples
- Two other passengers, besides the one, were plodding up the hill by the side of the mail. Charles Dickens. A Tale of Two Cities.
- I'm used to plodding in the mud, returned Jo, winking hard, because she would have died rather than openly wipe her eyes. Louisa May Alcott. Little Women.
- I met Supplehough, he continued, plodding through the mud this wet night, going to preach at Milldean opposition shop. Charlotte Bronte. Shirley.
- What would the plodding copyists say to this! Rupert S. Holland. Historic Inventions.
- Then, he was alone with Sikes, plodding on as on the previous day; and as shadowy people passed them, he felt the robber's grasp upon his wrist. Charles Dickens. Oliver Twist.
- With that they began their plodding through the fog. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
- For I am a plodding kind of fellow, Copperfield, and had learnt the way of doing such things pithily. Charles Dickens. David Copperfield.
- He stooped a good deal, and plodded along in a slow pre-occupied manner, which made the bustling London thoroughfares no very safe resort for him. Charles Dickens. Little Dorrit.
- The three of them plodded up the hill in the snow. Hemingway, Ernest. For Whom The Bell Tolls.
- When they had plodded on for some time nigh the river, Riah asked the way to a certain tavern called the Six Jolly Fellowship Porters. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
- The shadows of night had gathered so fast, that he did not look about him when he closed the door, but plodded straight along the street. Charles Dickens. Hard Times.
Typist: Merritt