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A Phantom II: The Perfume

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Reader, have you ever breathed deeply,     with slow savour and intoxicated sense,     a churchs saturating grain of incense,     or the long-lasting musk in a sachet?     Profound magical spell where we     are drunk on the past restored in the present.     So lovers on an adored body scent     the exquisite flower of memory.     From her pliant and heavy hair,     living sachet, censer of the alcoves,     a fragrance, wild and savage, rose,     and from her clothes, velvet or muslin, there,     impregnated with her pure years,     emanated a perfume of furs.

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"The Text is taken from Percy's Reliques (1765), vol. i. p. 71, 'given from two MS. copies, transmitted from Scotland.' Herd had a very similar bal"

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