Incense Quotes

“There were myrrh and cassia with frankincense smoking;”

“For Adoration, incense comes
From bezoar, and Arabian gums,”

“Upon such sacrifices, my Cordelia,
The gods themselves throw incense.”

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“No voice, no lute, no pipe, no incense sweet
  From chain-swung censer teeming; ...”

“And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills
Where blossom’d many an incense-bearing tree;”

“And her hair fell about her in a dim clinging mist,
Like smoke from a golden incense burned in Paradise.”

“A censer’s swing-chain set in her fair hands
Dances up wreaths of intertwisted blue
In clouds of fragrant frankincense and myrrh.”

“O blest unfabled Incense Tree,
That burns in glorious Araby,
With red scent chalicing the air,
Till earth-life grow Elysian there!”

“Who is this that cometh out of the wilderness like pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all powders of the merchant?”

“For the tune from thine altar hath sounded
  Since God bade the world's work begin,
And the fume of thine incense abounded,
  To sweeten the sin.”

“Come, Cnidian, Paphian Venus, come,
  Thy well-beloved Cyprus spurn,
Haste, where for thee in Glycera's home
      Sweet odours burn.”

“No prayers or incense rose up in those hours
Which grew to be years, and every day came mute
Ghosts from the ovens, sifting through crisp air,
And settled upon his eyes in a black soot.”

“  Numb were the Beadsman’s fingers, while he told
  His rosary, and while his frosted breath,
  Like pious incense from a censer old,
  Seem’d taking flight for heaven, without a death,
Past the sweet Virgin’s picture, while his prayer he saith.”

“And another angel came and stood at the altar, having a golden censer; and there was given unto him much incense, that he should offer it with the prayers of all saints upon the golden altar which was before the throne.And the smoke of the incense, which came with the prayers of the saints, ascended up before God out of the angel’s hand.And the angel took the censer, and filled it with fire of the altar, and cast it into the earth: and there were voices, and thunderings, and lightnings, and an earthquake.”

“Heap cassia, sandal-buds and stripes
  Of labdanum, and aloe-balls,
Smear’d with dull nard an Indian wipes
  From out her hair: such balsam falls
  Down sea-side mountain pedestals,
From tree-tops where tired winds are fain,
Spent with the vast and howling main,
To treasure half their island-gain.And strew faint sweetness from some old
  Egyptian’s fine worm-eaten shroud
Which breaks to dust when once unroll’d;
  Or shredded perfume, like a cloud
  From closet long to quiet vow’d,
With moth’d and dropping arras hung,
Mouldering her lute and books among,
As when a queen, long dead, was young.”