The rifle was covered with blood and a pool of blood lay near it.

A pool of perfectly still water, so full that the water was almost exactly level with the ground, lay before him.

A small pool lay in the center, its water clear.

The pool lay before him, reflecting in its bronze mirror the blue and various green of the summer day.

The pool lay between the greenhouse and the hot tub.

Long pools of oil lay parallel to the walls.

As I have said, the pool lay in a sort of amphitheatre.

In the middle of the valley lay a broad pool, apparently fed by a spring.

Then they find a pool of water to lay their eggs in.

The pool lay dark, cool and inviting beyond the terrace.