O joy! that in our embers Is something that doth live.

Words pregnant with celestial fire.

Fire that's closest kept burns most of all.

It lifted the vehicle 2 feet in the air. I was on fire, but I was able to climb out and roll away.

The fire i' th' flint Shows not till it be struck; our gentle flame Provokes itself and like the current flies Each bound it chafes.

A little fire is quickly trodden out; Which, being suffer'd, rivers cannot quench.