Short Story: \" THE LOTUS EATER \" by WILLIAM SOMERSET MAUGHAM

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Maugham's The Lotus Eater is a short story. The literary form, short story, has been variously defined by numerous critics in a manner that confuses us; we cannot decide whether there is an essential criterion that all short stories must fulfill. So shortness is a vague condition.

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Language

English

Voice Age

Young Adult (18-35)

Accents

Indian (General)

Transcript

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