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describe the scenary of the beach of the Lotos Eaters island in the evening​

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Answered by praveenkumar16537
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The Lotos-eaters’ by Alfred Lord Tennyson is a famous poem of the Victorian period. The poet found inspiration from Homer’s Odyssey and wrote this poem. The poem is based on an episode of the hero’s wanderings into the troublesome world. It depicts the sufferings as well as their mental state standing between hopelessness and death. However, Tennyson visited the Pyrenees mountains and the scenic beauty might have compelled him to look back to the story of Odysseus again. He tried to revisit Odysseus’ world through his poetic imagination in this poem.

Answered by avantikamanna2307
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On Friday, after our practicing hours we, seven of us went to our manager to request to let us go on a small vacation in this weekend. After much pleading he approved and said we can visit the Daecheon Beach, nearby and comeback in two days. We were really happy in the thought of finally going out. Later that night we packed all stuff we would need there.

Next morning, we were out with our luggage in the car on the way to Daecheon Beach. We were going to stay that night and return the following morning because we had to practice our vocals and the next performance was really near. When we reached in the morning and spent rest of the daylight playing in the water. Then we had our lunch and spent the rest of the afternoon sunbathing and talking randomly about some stuff.

Night was falling. The setting sun’s red rays lit up the sky above the western horizon. I could see an oil tanker making its way across the sea just on the horizon. Soon the sun disappeared below the horizon and the sky turned dark but my two friends and I sat on the beach gazing at the place where the sun went down. Sunsets are mesmerizing as we discovered. Only when the mosquitoes started coming in great number that brought us back to reality.

We picked ourselves up and walked towards a small pile of wood that we had made earlier. In the dark we could just make out shadows. My friend Yumi switched on the torchlight to show the way. The night creatures were already busy with their activities. On our left where the land was, I could hear the shrill cries of the cicadas and other insects. On our right the waves broke gently on the shore sending up sprays of phosphorescent surf. The sounds and sights of nature were wonderful. The noise of occasional traffic along a road nearby was the only blemish to the otherwise perfect natural surroundings. The three of us were perhaps the only other blemishes. We had the torchlight on and soon we were going to light a bonfire. Everything suddenly became so quiet, only the sea waves slashing on the shores and the sounds of all the insects was buzzing in our ears.

Nevertheless I proceeded to pour some kerosene onto the pile of wood and put a match to it. Slowly but steadily the fire grew. Soon we were basking in the orange glow of the bonfire. Yuna, my other friend, brought out the food and beverages from inside. A bonfire can also be mesmerizing sometimes and so we spent a good two hours eating, drinking sodas, talking and singing around it. We had the time of our life. We had so much fun and enjoyed ourselves in the warm glow of the bonfire which was a far away from the cold stares of people on an ordinary street.

However all good things must come to an end. The fire slowly died down and darkness regained its mastery. We said goodbye to that wonderful experience and cleaned up the fireplace. Then we walked towards the house, crabs both large and small scurried away at our approach. A gentle breeze rustled among the coconut palms. The black sky was full of glistening stars. It felt good to be here.

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