La Baigneuse.

"Every morning I would go and watch her bathe".... 

"From a distance I would contemplate her in the water"... 

..."envying the peaceful, gentle waves which splashed upon her sides and covered her panting breast with foam. I saw the outline of her limbs beneath the wet clothes that covered her, I saw her heart beat, her breast heave. Distractedly I watched her foot sink upon the sand. My gaze remained fixed on her footprints, and I would almost have wept to see the waves slowly wipe them away." - Gustave Flaubert -