"...in fragrant skies"

And bats flew round in fragrant skies and wheel'd or lit the flimsy shapes that haunt the dusk, with ermine capes and wooly breasts, and beaded eyes -- Tennyson, "In Memoriam" (1850)

No, it isn't Poe-related in the slightest, but still - it should be of interest to much of our readership... Over at Daily Kos, DarkSyde posted an excellent "Science Friday" diary about bats.