Those leaves They gathered, broad as Amazonian targe, And with what skill they had together sewed, To gird their waist — vain covering if to hide Their guilt and dreadful shame; O how unlike To that first naked glory. (religion-online.org)
That was before I was on Facebook and had decided to let the world (or my almost 3000 friends, most of whom I don't know) see me in all my nearly naked glory. (mommyish.com)
And there is the Piddler in all his naked glory, just as momoya described him. (religion.blogs.cnn.com)