Armament for a man-of-war

Usage examples of cannonball.

She stood, bootjack in hand, and limped closer to the bed as thunder rattled like cannonballs outside.

I snap my right leg back around frontwards, get down in a squat like a tubing surfer, and careen along two feet from the car doors like a little cannonball.

Packed in his carpetbag were two gray rebel caps, one with a bullet hole and the other satisfyingly stained with blood, a zinc plug from an unexploded shell, a revolver with a barrel shattered by a cannonball, the knucklebone of a dead rebel, and a rusting belt buckle with the initials CSA stamped clearly on its face.

The furniture -- double night tables, Cannonball bed, mirror and hutch, pine triple dresser -- looked like great brown blobs.

Obie Yount spent the morning painfully but doggedly practicing with his cannonballs.

The great curve of his belly still rose whalelike out of the shadows, and the hand that lay slack on the floorboards near my foot could have cupped a cannonball with ease.

Blue crab, rock shrimp, shark, yellowfin tuna, hard clam, spiny lobster, stone crab, cannonball jellyfish, American alligator, you name it, and in large amounts, too.

Paying no heed to the protests of his exhausted legs, he cannonballed through the riot-racked bazaars, his vision clearing as he blinked the last of the kerosene from his eyes.

He will heat his cannonballs red-hot, then fire them over the walls, hoping to hit this arsenal.

The gunners had charged the gaudy barrel with a double load of powder and now they rammed two cannonballs down the blackened gullet.

Mackay had marked eight cannonballs as being lost in a river crossing and two barrels of powder had been marked down as stolen, but in the weeks since Assaye no fewer than sixty-eight oxen had lost their burdens to either accidents or thieves.

The clumsy solid cannonballs had done no more than scratch its armored hull, but the captain had evidently had the fright of his life.

So while the cannonball might leave a large, grinning hole in your chest, and while plummeting thousands of feet will certainly squash you down and made you quite a bit shorter and grumpier, neither of these things will kill you.

In the course of the argument cannonballs, scimitars, boomerangs, blunderbusses, stinkpots, meatchoppers, umbrellas, catapults, knuckledusters, sandbags, lumps of pig iron were resorted to and blows were freely exchanged.

Darting about the river like minnows around an old bass were motorized longboats with neat cannonball piles fore and aft of astonishingly green squash and melons.