from The Century Dictionary and Cyclopedia

  • n. An arrow formerly used, whether shot from a hand-bow or from an engine, having combustibles attached to it for incendiary purposes.


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  • "We'll never soak them all," and at that moment another fire-arrow came winging into the square and stuck blazing in Susie's coach.


  • Just at that moment a fire-arrow came whistling over and stuck smouldering in the parapet behind us; a teamster stamped it out, but it gave point to what Grattan had to say.


  • Agni-bán (“fire-arrow”) and Shatagni (“hundred - killer”), like the Roman Phalarica, and the Greek fire of

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  • The scorch marks were plain, and the fire-arrow had triumphed.

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  • The colonists, on the other hand, were right there, in fire-arrow range.

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  • The Koreans invested their efforts in the realm of gunpowder-based weapons in developing anti-ship weapons–small cannon and fire-arrow propelling weapons were developed in several varieties, aiming at inflicting damage on vessels rather than on the development of anti-personnel gunpowder-based weapons.

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  • It was still good policy to hug the walls when moving about the ward, though in the night the rain of missiles had ceased, and only the occasional fire-arrow was launched over the wall to attempt the diversion of a roof in flames.

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  • The shouts and shrieks of the combatants were mingled with the crash of a falling tower or with the hissing of a fire-arrow.

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  • The Lie: This one had two of the best scenes of the season: the fire-arrow attack, and Hurley telling the story of "Lost" to his mother.

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  • I remember hearing drums beating on the bank, and Vibart biting on a leather strap as they set his broken arm, and the dull splashes as we put dead bodies over the side, and the musty taste of dry mealies which was all we had to eat - but the first time that memory becomes consecutive and coherent after East died was when a fire-arrow came winging out of the dark and thudded into the deck, and we were shooting away at dim figures on the nearest bank, and fire-arrows came down in a blazing rain as we hauled on the sweeps and forced the barge back into mid-stream out of range.



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