...at the beginning: Fresh-green spice... less citrusy than the pyramid suggests... "substantial," because all the players are on stage from the start, even if some are still in the background...
Notable: Muscatel sage and clove... the latter persists from beginning to end, so herbaceous and dry that it almost seems peppery...
...Vetiver, very pronounced, strong, slightly licorice-like, a bit bitter... clear and cool like a spring or autumn morning, when the grass is still soaking wet from the dew and the early fog hangs in the hollows... Cedar? Sandalwood? Certainly... but as part of the whole, polished dark wood as an overall impression, not as an individually perceivable component...
Moss: Absolutely... and not sparingly! Together with the vetiver, wonderfully strong and earthy... Amber, musk? Perhaps, as extras in the very back row.
...the special feature: Frankincense and myrrh... for me, less smoky, more resinous-fresh. Very present... determining the entire progression...
Conclusion: "Eau de Vétiver pour Monsieur" has little in common with the many current "office-appropriate" designer vetivers; cashmere turtlenecks didn't exist back then. And that's probably why it is so wonderfully powerful, angular, resinous, and creaky... in a positive sense, somewhat old-fashioned and British-urban, down-to-earth yet gentleman-like - like tweed and wool sweater with leather accents.
So, for anyone still looking for the perfect scent for an extensive morning ride through their vast estates: This would be a fitting choice.
I'll only be able to enjoy the scent through your comment. But the way you've described it so beautifully and vividly, it's almost like it's "standing" in my nose.
I may not go on morning rides, but the scent sounds so tempting to me that I'm adding it to my wishlist right away. Maybe dog walks over hill and dale would suit it well too?!