Lena had given him one of Tiny Soderball's bottles of
perfume for his mother, and he thought he would get some handkerchiefs to go with it.
When first the Fairy placed it there, she had been pleased with her new gift, and for a while obeyed the fairy bell, and often tried to win some fragrance from the flower, by kind and pleasant words and actions; then, as the Fairy said, she found a sweet reward in the strange, soft perfume of the magic blossom, as it shone upon her breast; but selfish thoughts would come to tempt her, she would yield, and unkind words fell from her lips; and then the flower drooped pale and scentless, the fairy bell rang mournfully, Annie would forget her better resolutions, and be again a selfish, wilful little child.
The light and perfume of the flower seemed to bring new strength to Annie, and she rose up, saying, as she bent to kiss the blossom on her breast, "Dear flower, help and guide me now, and I will listen to your voice, and cheerfully obey my faithful fairy bell."
A breath of half-forgotten
perfume stole out into the room.
It is the same that coldly illuminates his face as he bends over a bird, a mouse, or a butterfly, which, in pursuance of some experiment, he has killed by the perfume of a flower; a look as deep as Nature itself, but without Nature's warmth of love.
No; though I have grown up among these flowers, I know no more of them than their hues and perfume; and sometimes methinks I would fain rid myself of even that small knowledge.
He felt a carpet under his feet, a door opened,
perfumes surrounded him, and a brilliant light dazzled his eyes.
He continued friends with fallen ministers and made himself their intermediary with their successors, diffusing thus the
perfume of the last flattery and the first compliment.
"Do you ask me what is the '
perfume of the lady in black'?
Then he once more kindled the fire, threw on the
perfume, and murmured the unknown spell, and the rock closed, and stood whole as before.
There came up from all nature in the dawn of day a
perfume of herbs, flowers and leaves, which delighted the heart.
The odor of these two scents, therefore, appeared quite natural to us, and as Madame Savon never allowed any
perfume, or articles (as these things are technically termed), of inferior quality to pollute her shop, we had no scruples about inhaling the delightful fragrance that breathed in the place.
What strange
perfumes seemed to waft across from it,
perfumes laden with associations of a world so different from the green world where it now was, a charming world of gay intrigue and wanton pleasure.
There
perfumes of the most varied kinds mingled together in tropical profusion.
Earthly
perfumes were mingled with the
perfumes of the air and the sea.
