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CLIMATE OF FALMOUTH
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The climate is that of the lotus-eaters, pleasant but enervating.

"Propt on beds of amaranth and molly,
How sweet (while warm airs lull us, blowing lowly)
With half-dropt eyelids still,
Beneath a heaven dark and holy,
To watch the long bright river drawing slowly
His waters from the purple hill —
Only to hear and see the far-off sparkling brine,
Only to hear were sweet, stretch'd out beneath the pine.
***** "Let us swear an oath, and keep it with equal mind,
In the hollow lotus-land to live, and lie reclined
On the hills like gods together, careless of mankind."

And there are good hotels at Falmouth where the lotus-eaters may do this.