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Word: ringed (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1950-1959
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...motif. The narration of the film, the second in a Project 20 trilogy (first: The Great War; third: The Story of the Thirties), is redolent with the decade's slangy idiom, from "Let's get blotto" to "Nerts." Better yet, not only for its authentic ring but for its unforeseen link to the unsummonable past, the idiom is spoken in the friendly, adenoidal singsong of Comedian Fred Allen, who died last March soon after finishing...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Television: Jazz Age | 12/10/1956 | See Source »

Even before the bout started, the young pretender to the heavyweight title assumed the prerogatives of a champion. Floyd Patterson, 21, made Archie Moore, the fading patriarch (39, going on 43) of the prize ring, cool his heels for a quarter-hour before weighing in. Outployed for perhaps the first time in his garrulous career, Moore sulked silently through the ceremony...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Sport: The Youngest Ever | 12/10/1956 | See Source »

...Middle Ages must have seemed sometimes like a miraculous three-ring circus. Saintly men and ladies flew through the air with the greatest of ease-sometimes even their personal effects followed them, as did the walking stick of Joseph of Cupertino-and sometimes, like the great St. Teresa of Avila, they had to be held down by main force. Bodies that should have been moldering in the grave were exhumed fresh and fragrant; sometimes they bled, as did that of St. John of the Cross when they cut off its finger. The Host at Mass once leapt by itself into...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Religion: Trends in Miracles | 12/10/1956 | See Source »

Moving into a place in the ring, Parry hefts the shot in his right hand. Handling the heavy sphere as gently as a waiter balancing a tray of champagne, he raises his left hand as if he were conferring a blessing on the spectators. His blue eyes narrow, he inches his left foot back toward the center of the circle like a burglar feeling his way down off a porch roof in the dark. Suddenly he ducks low. His eyes squint almost shut, and with a furious burst of energy he scrapes his whole body in a whirling drive across...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Sport: The Great White Whale | 12/3/1956 | See Source »

...midnight to 8 in the morning," he recalls with indignation. "So I wrote to Washington and got transferred over to Special Services." There Parry's job was to arrange movies at the base theater-a task only slightly more complicated than taking care of the U.S.C. shotput ring...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Sport: The Great White Whale | 12/3/1956 | See Source »

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