That Greek one then is my hero, who watched the bath water
rise above his navel and rushed out naked. “I found it,
I found it” into the street in all his shining, and forgot
that others would only stare at his genitals. What laughter!Daniel "Dannie" Abse (1923-2014) Welsh poet
Poem (1952), “Letter to Alex Comfort,” Walking Under Water
(Source)
Referring to Archimedes.