Past the ruins of La barque, past the ruins of Ligny-Thilloy and Thilloy, went the road to Bapaume.
"From Bapaume to Passchendaele, 1917"
Philip Gibbs
But he said, my friend, in his gentle mood, "Nay, none may say but the barque was good, For none can tell of the seas it sailed, Of the waves it braved and the storms withstood."
"Songs Ysame"
Annie Fellows Johnston Albion Fellows Bacon
It hovers above every barque and brig and steamer, it speaks of a Jesus risen, a grave conquered, a heaven open.
"Around The Tea-Table"
T. De Witt Talmage