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Gently, Gently, They are Timid Perfume Oil
$29.00
Gently, Gently, They are Timid Perfume Oil
$29.00
Softly, softly, hear the rustle
Of the Spirits airy wings;
They are coming down to mingle
Once again with earthly things,
With their rapping, and their tapping
Rap-tap-tap to wake our napping,
In the restless dream of error:
Hear the weird the Spirit brings –
Rap-tap-tap lost friends are near you;
Rap-tap-tap they see and hear you;
In their mystic converse rappy
They declare good Spirits happy.
Gently, gently, they are timid
If a medium is not there;
They may leave you in delusion,
And dissolve again to air.
Tis no fable – beings able –
Rap-tap-tap upon a table;
And their language is translated,
While the watch with guardian care
Rap-tap-tap lost friends are near you;
Rap-tap-tap they see and hear you;
In their mystic converse rappy
They declare good Spirits happy
Spirit Rappings, lyrics by T.E. Garrett, music by W.W. Rossington
A joyful undeath: candied orange and pink peppercorn, sugared freesia petals, vanilla bean, and white honey.
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