The lanterns hanging from the warehouse ceiling were all lit.
Dark fell, and several of the lanterns in the warehouse were lit.
Lanterns lit the underground, and people huddled in quiet groups.
I wish you would go and fetch my satchel, two lanterns, and a can of kerosene oil that is under the seat.
At last the Land of Lanterns, borrowed from Lucian, is reached, and the Oracle of the Bottle is consulted.