Cedar - White
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Hanging Johnny Perfume Oil
Add to cartThey call me Hanging Johnny
Away, boys, away!
But I never hanged nobody
So hang, boys, hang!They says I hanged my graddy
And then I hanged my familyThey says I hanged my mother
It is they and my brotherI hanged a rotten liar
But I hanged a bloody friarThey tells I hang for money
But hanging’s so bloody funnyWe all will hang together
It’s all for better weatherI’d hang to make things jolly, I’d hang all wrong and folly, we all will hang together: hemp rope, red sandalwood, and white cedar.
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I’ve got out at last Perfume Oil
Add to cartHe stopped short by the door.
“What is the matter?” he cried. “For God’s sake, what are you doing!”
I kept on creeping just the same, but I looked at him over my shoulder.
“I’ve got out at last,” said I, “in spite of you and Jane! And I’ve pulled off most of the paper, so you can’t put me back!”
Now why should that man have fainted? But he did, and right across my path by the wall, so that I had to creep over him every time!
Torn paper revealing scorched plaster embedded with bitter citron, yellow grapefruit, and damp white cedar. -
Tar Papering (Crows) Perfume Oil
Out of StockAndrew Wyeth
White sandalwood, orris root, ambergris, vetiver root, cardamom, white cedar, and black pepper. -
The Extraction of the Stone of Madness Perfume Oil
Out of StockHieronymus Bosch
Not a cell phone in sight. Just people living in the moment. A strangely serene scent: French lavender bud, woodmoss, cypress, amyris, white cedar, labdanum, and bergamot.
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The Woodland So Wild Perfume Oil
Add to cartO, who rides by night thro’ the woodland so wild?
It is the fond father embracing his child;
And close the boy nestles within his loved arm,
To hold himself fast, and to keep himself warm.
The pale sugared blossoms of innocence wrapped tightly in sleet-soaked arms. Vanilla bourbon, cream peony, and white carnation enveloped in a warm, protective fortress of tonka, white cedar, orris root, red amber, and leather. -
Touchstone, the Jester Perfume Oil
Out of StockJohn William Waterhouse
The more pity, that fools may not speak wisely what wise men do foolishly: fig milk, white cedar, white pear, vanilla cream, bourbon sandalwood, clove, honey cake, and sweet musk.