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In the Darkness They Murmured and Mingled Perfume Oil
$29.00
In the Darkness They Murmured and Mingled Perfume Oil
$29.00
And they laughed, changing hands in the measure,
And they mixed and made peace after strife;
Pain melted in tears, and was pleasure;
Death tingled with blood, and was life.
Like lovers they melted and tingled,
In the dusk of thine innermost fane;
In the darkness they murmured and mingled,
Our Lady of Pain.
Labdanum, black plum, black currant, violet, and champaca flower.
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