For the living know that they will die, but the dead don't know anything, neither do they have any more a reward; for the memory of them is forgotten. Also their love, their hatred, and their envy has perished long ago; neither have they any more a portion forever in anything that is done under the sun. Go your way””eat your bread with joy, and drink your wine with a merry heart; for God has already accepted your works. Let your garments be always white, and don't let your head lack oil. Live joyfully with the wife whom you love all the days of your life of vanity, which he has given you under the sun, all your days of vanity: for that is your portion in life, and in your labor in which you labor under the sun. Whatever your hand finds to do, do it with your might; for there is no work, nor device, nor knowledge, nor wisdom, in Sheol, where you are going.
Ecclesiastes 9:5 - 10
The final burst of the soul's light and joy before passing into the depths of the earth, and into the cords of Sheol; Sheol, who is never satisfied, and who makes wide her soul to all. Vibrant gladiola, graceful stargazer lily, triumphant iris and bright heliotrope flare, and is finally made somber by heavy copal, a drop of labdanum, and tonka.
In the imp: Lots of florals (though I can't distinguish any in particular), and a hint of tonka. Very fresh and light smelling.
On: This one changes a lot with my chemistry. It's dominated by a familiar-smelling floral that I always have trouble placing -- I think it's heliotrope, though there's also kind of a dusty, pollen-y note I associate with jasmine in there. The lily creeps in a little as it dries, but not nearly enough for my tastes.
Unfortunately, while this one doesn't actually trigger my pollen allergies, it has a smell that I associate so closely with pollen that I'm getting a bit sneezy. Sadly, not for me.
Edited to add full description. --Shollin