rose-perfumed

Updated: May 21, 2025

To-night he told himself that he was equal to them all. There was something out here in the dim moonlight, something suggested by the shadows, the rose-perfumed air, the delicate and languid stillness, which crept into his veins and coursed through his blood like magic.

E. Phillips (Edward Phillips) Oppenheim - A Millionaire of Yesterday