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Lloyd
[ loid ]
noun
- Welsh Legend. Llwyd.
- Harold (Clay·ton) [kleyt, -n], 1894–1971, U.S. actor.
- (John) Sel·wyn (Brooke) [sel, -win], 1904–78, British statesman.
- a male given name: from a Welsh word meaning “gray.”
Lloyd
/ lɔɪd /
noun
- LloydClive (Hubert)1944MWest Indian (Guyanese)SPORT AND GAMES: cricketer Clive ( Hubert ). born 1944, West Indian (Guyanese) cricketer; played in 110 tests (1966–84), scoring 7,515 runs; captained the West Indies in 74 tests and to two World Cup wins (1975, 1979)
- LloydHarold (Clayton)18931971MUSTHEATRE: comic film actor Harold ( Clayton ). 1893–1971, US comic film actor
- LloydMarie18701922FEnglishTHEATRE: music-hall entertainer Marie, real name Matilda Alice Victoria Wood. 1870–1922, English music-hall entertainer
Example Sentences
Asked about the Fairfax school system’s response to the incident at Longfellow, spokeswoman Lloyd pointed to a statement the district published in response to the Georgia massacre.
After hitting the left post, Lloyd got into the scoring act by making a near-post run and redirecting Mewis’s cross.
“It gives them an opportunity to get content that they wouldn’t be producing on their own,” said Lloyd.
Lindsey Horan crossed to the back side, where Lloyd nodded the ball into the six-yard box for Mewis’s easy header.
Typically, smaller measures, like social distancing, get implemented first, and the big drop happens when a lockdown is introduced, Lloyd says.
Lloyd Doggett from Texas was from Texas, which was its own country.
Lobbyist Lloyd Hand, a former aide to Lyndon Johnson, flitted from conversation to conversation.
Michael Bloomberg, Lloyd Blankfein, Jamie Dimon—with a little Clint Eastwood on the side.
As the wrangling continued, Lloyd and Postol grew to rely on their new colleague, Susli.
After the August 21 attacks in Syria, Postol and Lloyd decided to launch an investigation into what happened there.
After entering the great primeval forest Mr. Lloyd went west for five days without the sight of a Pygmy.
Lloyd and I were going bedward, it was late with a bright moon—ah, poor dog, you know no such moons as these!
Lloyd and I grew grey over the monthly returns; but every damned month, there is a new extra.
Fanny, Lloyd and I saddled and rode off with a lantern; it was a fine starry night, though pretty cold.
I rode up here, wrote my letter in the sweat of the concordance and with the able-bodied help of Lloyd—and dined.
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