Book IV, Epigram 46 (Ker)

The Saturnalia have made Sabellus rich: with reason Sabellus is puffed up; and there is no man, he thinks and declares, among the lawyers more fortunate. This pride and conceit is inspired in Sabellus by half a peck of spelt and crushed beans, and three half-pounds of frankincense and pepper, and Lucanian sausages together with a Faliscan paunch, and a Syrian flagon of black boiled must, and fig-jelly in a Libyan jar, together with bulbs, snails, and cheese. There arrived also from a Picenian client a small box scarcely large enough for a few olives, and a set of seven cups smoothed at Saguntum by the potter's clumsy chisel (the embossed work in clay of the Spanish wheel), and a napkin diversified with a broad stripe. Saturnalia more fruitful these ten years Sabellus has not enjoyed.