Twelfth Night
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‘Tis Not Madness Perfume Oil
Add to cartThis is the air; that is the glorious sun;
This pearl she gave me, I do feel’t and see’t;
And though ’tis wonder that enwraps me thus,
Yet ’tis not madness.
— SebastianA vibrant swirl of orange blossom, sweet patchouli, vetiver, and sandalwood.
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Cakes and Ale Perfume Oil
Add to cartDost thou think, because thou art virtuous,
there shall be no more cakes and ale?
— Sir Toby BelchHell yeah, we’ll have cakes and ale: honey cakes and stout.
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I Will be Strange, Stout, in Yellow Stockings Perfume Oil
Out of StockI thank my stars I am happy. I will
be strange, stout, in yellow stockings, and
cross-gartered, even with the swiftness of putting
on. Jove and my stars be praised!
— MalvolioChampaca absolute, lemon peel, basmati rice, smoked vanilla husk, and green tea.
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O Spirit of Love Perfume Oil
Add to cartO spirit of love! how quick and fresh art thou,
That, notwithstanding thy capacity
Receiveth as the sea, nought enters there,
Of what validity and pitch soe’er,
But falls into abatement and low price,
Even in a minute: so full of shapes is fancy
That it alone is high fantastical.
— OrsinoEffervescent rose chypre and bourbon vanilla.