"Whatever is begotten, born, and dies.
Caught in that sensual music all neglect
Monuments of unageing intellect." -- W.B. Yeats
A 19th century gentleman scholar's blend of dried ivy leaves, lotus root, and oakmoss; a nostalgic whisper of Provence lavender, tonka, and mist soaked tweed warmed by green cardamom; a quiet rumination of rare incense woods; and the papyrus paper, soft leather, and ink from a worn travel journal.
Limited edition, Autumn 2016, available while supplies last. Packaged in an amber 5 ml glass dropper bottle.
What buyers are saying:
Primarily a leather scent with green and aquatic notes.