The moon had sailed clear of the Tor into a dark sky.

As he walked down the road, the moon sailed into great black clouds that were coming up from the west.

The moon sailed into the sky, but clouds kept hiding her light.

A large, bright moon sailed halfway down the western sky.

But in the evenings, when the dark had come and the moon sailed the night, she seemed very close.

It was a perfect June evening and the full moon sailed beneficently over them.

The moon sailed behind a cloud as he did.

A nearly full moon sailed in and out of heavy clouds.

We looked at heaven above in which the great moon sailed royally.

They got up and walked away from each other before the moon had sailed across the sky.