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The very perfume of strange flowers floated in the air.
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In those grand, hot summers, he would have imprisoned the very perfume of the flowers.
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The very perfume would drive you crazy!
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Her very perfume had floated past!
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I know the very perfume of her hair... it seems to creep into my blood... it intoxicates me... it chokes me!
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The very perfume of her seemed to fill the air-her golden voice to whisper in his ear-her soul to mingle with his soul.
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But the very perfume which keeps away the enemies of the flower attracts its friends the insects, whose sense of smell is very keen.
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He was impressing upon his memory every detail of the place, the colours of the flowers and their very perfumes.