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This Incense is based upon Gum Olibanum, the sacrifice of the human will of the heart.
The fumes of the olibanum were thick, and all that could be glimpsed of the revealed hand was something long and black.
Amidst the strain and the olibanum fumes that act of vanishing in the clock might easily have been a dual hallucination.
Frankincense, or olibanum, (Boswellia carterii) and myrrh (Commiphora abyssinica) may readily be associated with the aromatic resins they produce.
The frankincense of the Jews, as well as of the Greeks and Romans, is also called Olibanum (from the Arabic al-lubbān).
Arbre à Encens, Bible Frankincense, Boswellia carteri, Boswellia sacra, Olibanum.
Thereupon he is given to drink a mixture of wine and olibanum, that he may become stupefied and not realize the painful close of his earthly career (Sem.
The ingredients were turpentine, wax, gum ammoniac, birthwort roots, olibanum, bdellium, myrrh and galbanum, opoponax, verdigris, litharge, plus olive oil, and vinegar.
Additional by-products of mummies include the distillation of the bodies to produce aromatic oils, such as olibanum and ambergris, which can be made into machine oils, soaps or even incense for use in the Catholic Church.
LIKE memories of love they come, My perfumes in the silver vase: The fragrant root, the odorous gum, Myrrh, aloes, or olibanum: -- Anon, like memories of love, they pass!
Although it is better known as "frankincense" to westerners, the resin is also known as olibanum, in Arabic al-lubān (roughly translated: "that which results from milking"), a reference to the milky sap tapped from the Boswellia tree.
This enwrapping spicy perfume - cloves, myrrh, olibanum - was no longer a mere memory of fragrance; it had become as real and as true to this moment as were the star-shot sky above her and the loose gravel of the highway shoulder under her feet.
And some things in that story... In a vast room hung with strangely figured arras and filled with olibanum fumes, Etienne Laurent de Marigny often sits listening with vague sensations to the abnormal rhythm of that hieroglyphed, coffin-shaped clock.