"And you will be ready to set sail the day after tomorrow."

Captain wants us out of here and ready to sail morning after tomorrow.

He sailed away after two years, a broken and beaten man.

They sailed on for a long time in silence after that, his arm around her shoulders.

The ship sailed again in January 2006 after major repairs.

He banked away toward the forest, and the others sailed after him.

It sailed away into the night with us after it.

She'll be sailing the seas long after you and me are gone.

We would sail in after dark, arm all our party thoroughly, and go ashore.

Well, I hope you'll both go sailing there again after the war.