spile

Rhys: I don’t do much with Instagram but my algorithm is generally older men showing you how to kind of spile a garboard plank next to a keel, things like that.

From Los Angeles Times ● Aug. 20, 2026

I drop the spile, forget where I am or what lies ahead, only know I must reach her, protect her.

From "Catching Fire" by Suzanne Collins

I strip a tough vine of its leaves, thread it through the hollow center, and tie the spile securely to my belt.

From "Catching Fire" by Suzanne Collins

I have the pearl, though, secured in a parachute with the spile and the medicine at my waist.

From "Catching Fire" by Suzanne Collins

Finnick goes to hammer the spile into the green bark of a massive tree with a rock, but I stop him.

From "Catching Fire" by Suzanne Collins

Many tech stocks were having a rough start after Broadcom’s fiscal second-quarter report sparked a 15.5% decline in the stock—and spiled across the sector.

From Barron's ● Jun. 4, 2026

But they spiled you fer the habitations o' man.

From The Watchers of the Trails A Book of Animal Life by Sir Charles George Douglas Roberts

If he were not just a little "spiled," it was no fault of his mother.

From Winter Fun by William O. Stoddard

"Them hardtack wuz spiled, anyway," said Shorty, as they fished themselves out, found their overcoats, and made their way back to the regiment.

From Si Klegg, Book 2 (of 6) Thru The Stone River Campaign And In Winter Quarters At Murfreesboro by John McElroy

A thocht ahint, in runkled breeks, A’ spiled wi’ lyin’ by for weeks, The guidman follows closs, an’ cleiks The sonsie missis; His sarious face at aince bespeaks The day that this is.

From The Works of Robert Louis Stevenson - Swanston Edition Vol. 14 (of 25) by Robert Louis Stevenson

And there’s many a lady that she never would have seen a cent, let alone making herself pay for the spiling of it.”

From At Fault by Kate Chopin

The ship passed between the long rows of spiling with nice judgment.

From The Best Short Stories of 1919 and the Yearbook of the American Short Story by Edward J. (Edward Joseph Harrington) O'Brien

Down below two dark forms, covered with mud and flour paste, could be seen clutching at the slippery braces of the spiling.

From Young Hunters of the Lake by Ralph Bonehill

I rushed forrard, and raised her to my arms: spiling thereby a new weskit and a pair of crimson smalcloes.

From The Memoirs of Mr. Charles J. Yellowplush by William Makepeace Thackeray

Then the spiling gave way under the strain that for several minutes had been put upon it, and the dam went out with a crash and a roar, accompanied by a series of terrifying explosions.

From Grace Harlowe's Overland Riders in the Great North Woods by Jessie Graham [pseud.] Flower