Ignited

Usage examples of kindled.

Meroveus and his Franks, observing a prudent distance, and magnifying the opinion of their strength by the numerous fires which they kindled every night, continued to follow the rear of the Huns till they reached the confines of Thuringia.

Fifteen years had not elapsed, since his subjects, the confederates of Narses, had visited the pleasant climate of Italy: the mountains, the rivers, the highways, were familiar to their memory: the report of their success, perhaps the view of their spoils, had kindled in the rising generation the flame of emulation and enterprise.

After a period of thirteen hundred and sixty years, the spark of controversy, first kindled by a sermon of Nestorius, still burns in the bosom of the East, and the hostile communions still maintain the faith and discipline of their founders.

In an age of manly spirit, the prospect of an Imperial reward would have kindled every energy of the mind, and produced a crowd of competitors as deserving as they were desirous to reign.

These pious Barbarians are kindled into rage: they thirst to avenge the persecution of the East.

His messengers returned with the tidings of pious and martial ardor which they had kindled in every province.

I should not recapitulate the disasters of the Alexandrian library, the involuntary flame that was kindled by Caesar in his own defence, ^119 or the mischievous bigotry of the Christians, who studied to destroy the monuments of idolatry.

But the invincible spirit which they had kindled still lived and breathed in the Western world.

The long quarrel of the throne and mitre had been recently kindled by the zeal and ambition of that haughty priest: ^83 the king and the pope had degraded each other.

Then I kindled a candle, entered my small chamber, and shut the door firmly behind me.

They kindled lanterns and hung them from the sideboards, and so we followed them well enough.

Luck was with me, and in a few moments, I had a tiny fire kindled in the back of the cave.

I chose a place where the cliffs subsided into the tableland, a spot somewhat sheltered from the wind, and kindled a small fire.

A spark of approval kindled in me as well, and I thought I understood why Peottre had given that grudging smile of approval.

Inside the cabin, I kindled a fire in the hearth, for light as well as heat.