Note 38 — Second Part.
Reading edition
Martial, VI. 55.,
Quod semper cassiaque cinnamoque Et nido niger alitis superbae Fragras plumbea Nicerotiana, Rides nos, Coracine, nil olentes, Malo, quam bene olere, nil olere.
(Because forever scented with cassia and cinnamon and smeared with spices from the nest of the proud phoenix, you are fragrant of the leaden caskets of Niceros, you laugh at us that are unscented; I had rather even than smell sweet, not smell at all).