True is it, that upon the verge I found me Of the abysmal valley dolorous, That gathers thunder of infinite ululations. Obscure, profound it was, and nebulous, So that by fixing on its depths my sight Nothing whatever I discerned therein.

Limbo, the land of the virtuous pagan; they cannot enter Heaven but they are to lead an eternity in comparative comfort. Here are many great men and women whose heroic deeds and exemplary lives gave them ease in an Elysian Field. A surprisingly innocent start until you realize your nose is being seduced by 3 very active musk accords, a drop of hyssop, and something which is posing as floral but it is anything but! This is a very special suede note which can only be described as plush. There is no violet in this blend, but it will remind you somehow of the dark purple Parma violets.