My ship, the Black Swan, don't drop... her sails for any king's spy.

In gun sails! In gun sails! In gun sails!

Lower your sails!

Lift up the sails!

All hands, tend sails!

Who sails with me?

Sails, blast it all, madam!

Not yet put new sails

The boat sails at noon.

The ship sails for Honolulu tomorrow.

His ship sails at 4 00.

My ship sails at 1 00.

With Persian markings on their sails.

She sails with the morning tide.

And on the next tide, she sails.

The 'Revenge' sails sweet when she must.

We wanna land a craft, deploy solar sails.

And sails upon the bosom of the air.

I'll try to get back before she sails.

Or the crimson sails in Galway Bay

Pepito, the Bonaparte sails from Le Havre next week.

Heave up the anchor. We sails on the hour.

Get to your ships, my lads, and hoist your sails!

No men sails with me who no longer respects me.

That ship that flies no flag sails with the tide.

The wind is blowing but the sails do not fill.

She sails tonight instead of in the morning as planned.

Looking at him, I could see white sails and blue water.

But we go to avenge Ragnar's death. Who sails with me?

His are the ships with elevated sails upon the sea like mountains .

His are the ships with elevated sails upon the sea like mountains .

This man was at my side, and he sails with me again.

Every Roman galley that sails out of Brundusium pays tribute to them.

the monster with the sails. Another title would be liop an dá lapa,

And boats as big as Bagdad itself... with sails as big as clouds.

Purple the sails, and so perfumed that the winds were lovesick with them.

That's the Liberté. It sails on Thursday. I'm going to be on it.

He sails on the S, S, Carnatic at 8 00 the next day.

Black orchid. Black orchid?

And to Him belong the ships with sails elevated in the sea like mountains .

And to Him belong the ships with sails elevated in the sea like mountains .

You'll have a big canopy. Solar winds will be caught by these Mylar sails.

Nickie Ferrante sails tonight to enter into matrimony with one of America's industrial nobility.

Yesterday, there were flurries of snow in Istanbul. But today the sun glints across the water to the Asian coastline of the city the seagulls bank in the breeze a great liner sails majestically north towards the Black Sea.

Black brother! Black brother, hell!