• WordNet 3.6
    • n ring-a-rosy a children's game in which the players dance around in a circle and at a given signal all squat
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In literature:

The finding of a wedding-ring was celebrated through all the palpitating accessories and rosy ceremonies involved by that famous instrument.
"The Ordeal of Richard Feverel, Complete" by George Meredith
Love-passages at a school must produce a ringing crisis if they are to leave the rosy impression which spans the gap of holidays.
"Lord Ormont and his Aminta, Complete" by George Meredith
All girls do is to run and jump and play tag and ring-around-a-rosy and run errands, and dance!
"Ruth Fielding of the Red Mill" by Alice B. Emerson
And I saw there a faint rosy circle as though a golden ring had pressed the snowy flesh.
"The Maid-At-Arms" by Robert W. Chambers
Next day the ceremonies are carried on out-of-doors, where all from oldest to youngest form a ring-around-a-rosy.
"The New North" by Agnes Deans Cameron
I wish I could show you the cluster in Toucan, a rosy star in a ring of white ones.
"A Trip to Venus" by John Munro
She chose Ring-around-a-rosy, and they all played, and had a great deal of fun.
"Dew Drops, Vol. 37, No. 34, August 23, 1914" by Various
The girls have a game like ring-around-a-rosy.
"Big People and Little People of Other Lands" by Edward R. Shaw
If you have ever played ring-around-a-rosy you will get the idea.
"Creative Chemistry" by Edwin E. Slosson
The little girls had "Ring around a rosy," that I think Eve's grandchildren must have invented.
"A Little Girl in Old New York" by Amanda Millie Douglas

In poetry:

The day was at its twilighting;
One cloud o'erhead spread a vast wing
Of rosy thunder; vanishing
Above the far hills' mystic ring.
"A Reed Shaken In The Wind" by Madison Julius Cawein
I listened to ould Dolan's honest words:
That's twenty years ago this very spring,
An' Mick is married, an' me Rosie wears
A swateheart's little shinin' goulden ring.
"A Hungry Day" by Isabella Valancy Crawford
But yesterday I banked on fistic fame,
Figgerin' I'd be a champion of the Ring.
Today I've half a mind to quit the Game,
For all them rosy dreams have taken wing,
Since last night a secondary bout
I let a goddam nigger knock me out.
"Beak-Bashing Boy" by Robert W Service