The red fire
danced and crackled - only a few yards outside the flame-lit space came the dark forms of men creeping through the rough grass like snakes.
Not for it the unerring precision of steel moved by white steam and living by red fire
and fed with black coal.
That peasant with the long waist seemed to be gnawing something on the wall, the old lady began stretching her legs the whole length of the carriage, and filling it with a black cloud; then there was a fearful shrieking and banging, as though someone were being torn to pieces; then there was a blinding dazzle of red fire
before her eyes and a wall seemed to rise up and hide everything.
Thick streamers of black smoke shot with threads of red fire
were driving up into the still air, and throwing dark shadows upon the green treetops eastward.
She looked at the red fire
and listened to the wind "wutherin'.
The red fire
with its gently audible movement seemed like a solemn existence calmly independent of the petty passions, the imbecile desires, the straining after worthless uncertainties, which were daily moving her contempt.
But he persuaded her into a broken statement, beautiful to him, charged with extreme excitement as she spoke of the dark red fire
, and the smoke twined round it, making him feel that he had stepped over the threshold into the faintly lit vastness of another mind, stirring with shapes, so large, so dim, unveiling themselves only in flashes, and moving away again into the darkness, engulfed by it.
They all sat down in the little pavilion to watch an autumn sunset of deep red fire
and pallid gold.
The boy lifted the latch of the door, and they passed at once into a low circular room, where a man stood before a red fire
, looking down into it, and a girl sat engaged in needlework.
Beyond the line of blue - The boundary of the star Which turneth at the view Of thy barrier and thy bar - Of the barrier overgone By the comets who were cast From their pride, and from their throne To be drudges till the last - To be carriers of fire(The red fire
of their heart) With speed that may not tire And with pain that shall not part -
But the gleam of a bright red fire
through the parlour window had more effect in cheering my spirits, and rebuking my thankless repinings, than all the sage reflections and good resolutions I had forced my mind to frame; - for I was young then, remember - only four-and-twenty - and had not acquired half the rule over my own spirit that I now possess - trifling as that may be.
He brought down a white pigeon and a wood-pigeon, which, cleverly plucked and suspended from a skewer, was roasted before a red fire
of dead wood.