To sit before the frying-pans (τήγανα) burning rushes.
And Philonides says, in his Buskins—
Receive him now with rays and frying-pans (τήγανα).
And again he says—
Smelling of frying-pans (τήγανα).
And Eubulus says, in his Orthane—
The bellows rouses Vulcan's guardian dogs,
With the warm vapour of the frying-pan (τήγανον).
And in another place he says—
But every lovely woman walks along
Fed with the choicest morsels from the frying-pan (τήγανον).
And in his Titans he says—