New old acquisition

I drew it from its China tomb ; -
  It came out feebly scented
With some thin ghost of past perfume
  That dust and days had lent it.

An old, old letter, - folded still!
  To read with due composure,
I sought the sun-lit window sill,
  Above the gray enclosure

Austin Dobson

Thank you for sharing thoughts yesterday.  Much appreciated and needed