A scene of wondrous glory, as was told
Of some great God who in a rain of gold
Broke open bars and fell on Danae:
Or a dread vision as when Semele
Sickening for love and unappeased desire
Prayed to see God's clear body, and the fire
Caught her brown limbs and slew her utterly:
With such glad dreams I sought this holy place,
And now with wondering eyes and heart I stand
Before this supreme mystery of Love:
Some kneeling girl with passionless pale face,
An angel with a lily in his hand,
And over both the white wings of a Dove.
A pale, delicate, truly angelic blend. A scent created to emulate Adonis' halo of beauty: fragile, distant, and radiant. Rosewood with Sicilian lemon peel, red Mysore sandalwood, pale musks, sweet mountain sage and a dusting of lily, night-blooming jasmine and orris.
AMGP is overwhelmingly white floral, with the woods rounding it out. I can barely detect the lemon peel and none of the sage. Musk reveals itself in the dry-down. I assume this oil is inspired by the Oscar Wilde poem (of the same name) that he wrote in Florence. It is very much on the mark, as AMGP reminds me of something I smelled at the Farmacia Santa Maria Novella many years ago. Classic, feminine, old-world.
Around Easter, I love buying white lilies, as they are so beautiful and fragrant, but by the end of the day their scent gives me a headache. Unfortunately, this oil has the same effect.

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