They concluded that the ship was lying in one piece.

The ship lies in two large chunks some 2,000 feet apart.

They told us the ship had been lying at anchor in the harbor two or three hours.

"Come on," said Jason, and started off in the direction that he thought the ship might lie.

The ship lies parallel with the river under the mud, which might be between six to 15 feet deep.

Your ships lie a march of perhaps two hours to the east.

It was hard, he thought, to imagine a greater contrast than that between the two ships lying there.

This was a ship under sail, not lying at anchor.

"These ships aren't just lying about," I tried to explain.

A ship might lie here with her best bower ahead all the year round without risk.