They do proclaim within the fish-market The most absurd of proclamations, For just now one did shout with all his voice That he had got some bembrades sweet as honey; But if this be the case, then what should hinder The honey-sellers crying out and saying, That they have honey stinking like a bembras? And Alexis in his Woman leading the Chorus, writes the word with a μ— Who to the young folks making merry, then Put forth but lately pulse and membrades, And well-press'd grapes to eat. And in his Protochorus he says— No poorer meal, by Bacchus now I swear, Have I e'er tasted since I first became A parasite; I'd rather sup on membrades With any one who could speak Attic Greek; It would be better for me. 29. There is also a fish called the blennus, and it is mentioned by Sophron, in his play entitled The Fisherman and the Countryman, and he calls it the fat blennus. It is something like the tench in shape. But Epicharmus in his Hebe's Wedding speaks of a fish which he calls baiones, where he says— Come now and bring me high-backed mullets, And the ungrateful baiones. And among the Attic writers there is a proverb, "No baion for me; he is a poor fish." 30. There is also a shell-fish called buglossus. And Archestratus, the Pythagorean, says, because of his temperate habits, Then we may take a turbot plump, or e'en A rough buglossus in the summer time, If one is near the famous Chalcis. And Epicharmus, in his Hebe's Wedding, says— [Sidenote: FISH.] There were buglossi and the harp-fish there. But the fish called cynoglossus differs from the buglossus. And of them too Epicharmus speaks— There were the variegated plotides, And cynoglossi, and sciathides. But the Attic writers call the buglossus the psetta. 31. There are also fish called congers. Icesius says that these are coarser than the common eels; and that their flesh is less firm and less nutritious, and that they are very deficient in palatable juice; but still, that they are good for the stomach. But Nicander, the epic poet, in the third book of his Treatise on Dialects, says that they are also called grylli. But Eudoxus, in the sixth book of his Circuit of the Earth, says that there are numbers of congers caught off Sicyon, each large enough to be a load for a man; and some of them even big enough to be a load for a cart. And Philemon, the comic poet, himself mentioning the extraordinary congers at Sicyon, represents a cook as priding himself on his skill, and saying in the play entitled the Soldier,—