People were bathing and posturing themselves on the beach
and all was the dreary, great robot limbs, robot breasts,
robot voices, robot even the gay umbrellas
But a woman, shy and alone, was washing herself under a tap
and the glimmer of the presence of the gods was like lillies,
and like waterlillies
D.H. Lawrence
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