SATE

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 Dictionary entry overview: What does sate mean? 

• SATE (verb)
  The verb SATE has 1 sense:

1. fill to satisfaction

  Familiarity information: SATE used as a verb is very rare.

 Dictionary entry details 

• SATE (verb)

Present simple: I / you / we / they sate    ... he / she / it sates   
Past simple: sated   
Past participle: sated   
-ing form: sating   

Sense 1

Meaning:

Fill to satisfaction

Classified under:

Verbs of eating and drinking

Synonyms:

fill; replete; sate; satiate

Context example:

I am sated

Hypernyms (to "sate" is one way to...):

consume; have; ingest; take; take in (serve oneself to, or consume regularly)

Troponyms (each of the following is one way to "sate"):

cloy; pall (cause surfeit through excess though initially pleasing)

Sentence frames:

Something ----s
Somebody ----s somebody
Something ----s somebody

 Context examples 

I have always been unafraid of life, but I never dreamed of being sated with life.

(Martin Eden, by Jack London)

The sisters, handsome, clever, and encouraging, were an amusement to his sated mind; and finding nothing in Norfolk to equal the social pleasures of Mansfield, he gladly returned to it at the time appointed, and was welcomed thither quite as gladly by those whom he came to trifle with further.

(Mansfield Park, by Jane Austen)

The study shows how the consumption of the cereal-based bread, which contains a variety of flours (wheat, oats, and spelt) and contains 22% dried fruit (figs, apricots, raisins), sates the appetite more than standard breads and alleviates hunger in healthy adults.

(Researchers reveal potential of bread that suppresses appetite, University of Granada)

During the four years since his puppyhood he had lived the life of a sated aristocrat; he had a fine pride in himself, was even a trifle egotistical, as country gentlemen sometimes become because of their insular situation.

(The Call of the Wild, by Jack London)

They fought on, through exhaustion and beyond, to exhaustion immeasurable and inconceivable, until the crowd of brutes, its blood-lust sated, terrified by what it saw, begged them impartially to cease.

(Martin Eden, by Jack London)

Yet summer lingered, fading and fainting among her hills, deepening the purple of her valleys, spinning a shroud of haze from waning powers and sated raptures, dying with the calm content of having lived and lived well.

(Martin Eden, by Jack London)