Artists - Abigail Larson

  • A Conscious Slumber Label

    A Conscious Slumber Perfume Oil

    The rosemary nods upon the grave;
    The lily lolls upon the wave;
    Wrapping the fog about its breast,
    The ruin moulders into rest;
    Looking like Lethe, see! the lake
    A conscious slumber seems to take,
    And would not, for the world, awake.
    All Beauty sleeps!—and lo! where lies
    Irene, with her Destinies!

    Lavender buds and cypress, sepulcher lilies, a sprig of rosemary, and a bouquet of asphodel.

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  • An Opiate Vapor Perfume Oil

    An opiate vapor, dewy, dim,
    Exhales from out her golden rim,
    And softly dripping, drop by drop,
    Upon the quiet mountain top,
    Steals drowsily and musically
    Into the universal valley.

    Blackened opium tar accord, champaca orchid, and violets.

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    Bram Stoker Beard Oil

    No man knows till he has suffered from the night how sweet and dear to his heart and eye the morning can be.

    Bourbon vetiver with opoponax, Italian bergamot, and hay absolute.

    Illustrated by Abigail Larson.

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  • Forever With Unopened Eye Perfume Oil

    The lady sleeps! Oh, may her sleep,
    Which is enduring, so be deep!
    Heaven have her in its sacred keep!
    This chamber changed for one more holy,
    This bed for one more melancholy,
    I pray to God that she may lie
    Forever with unopened eye,
    While the pale sheeted ghosts go by!

    Cypress, grave soil, hemlock, and lavender incense.

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  • It Was the Dead That Groaned Within Perfume Oil

    Some sepulchre, remote, alone,
    Against whose portals she hath thrown,
    In childhood, many an idle stone—
    Some tomb from out whose sounding door
    She ne’er shall force an echo more,
    Thrilling to think, poor child of sin!
    It was the dead who groaned within.

    A chasm of suffocating, endless silence: opoponax, frankincense, juniper, wormwood, and crypt moss.

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  • Like Ghosts the Shadows Rise and Fall Perfume Oil

    Above the closed and fringéd lid
    ‘Neath which thy slumb’ring soul lies hid,
    That, o’er the floor and down the wall,
    Like ghosts the shadows rise and fall!

    Indian jasmine, 7-year aged patchouli, sweet vetiver, oud, and amber incense.

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  • Soft May the Worms About Her Creep Perfume Oil

    My love, she sleeps! Oh, may her sleep,
    As it is lasting, so be deep!
    Soft may the worms about her creep!
    Far in the forest, dim and old,
    For her may some tall vault unfold—
    Some vault that oft hath flung its black
    And wingéd pannels fluttering back,
    Triumphant, o’er the crested palls
    Of her grand family funerals-

    Worm-pink, gentle, and somnambulant: star jasmine, pink strawberry cream, coconut husk, blackcurrant, and red oud.

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  • Strange is Thy Pallor! Strange Thy Dress! Perfume Oil

    Strange is thy pallor! strange thy dress!
    Strange, above all, thy length of tress,
    And this all solemn silentness!

    Icy white sandalwood, eucalyptus blossoms, lemon peel, and absinthe.

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  • The Mystic Moon Perfume Oil

    At midnight, in the month of June,
    I stand beneath the mystic moon.

    A sultry summer midnight: a honey-yellow amber moon hangs over an intoxicating cluster of honeysuckle and night-blooming jasmine.

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  • Wanton Airs, Bodiless Airs Perfume Oil

    Oh, lady bright! can it be right—
    This window open to the night?
    The wanton airs, from the tree-top,
    Laughingly through the lattice drop—
    The bodiless airs, a wizard rout,
    Flit through thy chamber in and out,
    And wave the curtain canopy
    So fitfully-so fearfully-

    A spectral gust of white bergamot, cognac, and raw oud.

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  • Why And What Art Thou Dreaming Here label

    Why and What Art Thou Dreaming Here Perfume Oil

    Oh, lady dear, hast thou no fear?
    Why and what art thou dreaming here?
    Sure thou art come o’er far-off seas,
    A wonder to these garden trees!

    Thorny blackberry, blackened lavender, datura, and bulbous magnolia blossoms.

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