SOlopendria is a fisshe / whan he hathe swalowed in an angle, than he spueth out al his guttes till he be quyt of the hoke / and than he gadereth in all his guttes agayne. Sea-Scorpion. The] orig. Tge The Scorpion of the see is so named because whan he is taken in any mannys handes he pricketh him with his stinge of his tayle. Plinius saith that the dede creuyce that layeth on the drye sonde be the see syde, becommeth scorpyons.
[ Cap. lxxxix.]
STurio / the sturgion is a gret fisshe in the ronninge waters / Eats no food, and he taketh no fode in his body, but lyueth of the styl and swete ayres therfore he hathe a small bely / with a hede and has no mouth, no mouthe, but vnder his throte he hathe a hole that he closeth whan he wyll / he openeth it whan it is fayre weder / grows fat on east wind. & with an east wynde he waxeth fat / and whan that the north winde bloweth, than falleth he to the grounde / it is a fisshe of ix. fote longe whan he is ful growen / he hath whyte swete flesshe & yolow fatte / Has no bones in his body. & he hathe no bone in all his body but only in his hede.
[ Cap. xcij.]
TEcna is a tenche of the fresshe water, and is fedde in the mudde lyke the ele / & is moche lyke of colours: it is a swete fisshe, but it is euyll to disiest. Tintinalus. ¶ Tintinalus is a fayre
mery fisshe, & is swete of sauour, & well smellinge lyke the tyme, where of it bereth the name. Torpedo. ¶ Torpido is a fisshe. but who-so handeleth hym shalbe lame & defe of lymmes / that he shall fele no thyng / & it hathe a maner of Squitana that is spoken of in the lxxxiiii. chapter[1], and his nature.
[ Cap. xciij.]
...... ¶ Trncka / the trowte is a fisshe of the ryuer, & hathe scales, & vpon his body spottys of yelow and blodye coloure. & his fisshe] ? flesshe fisshe is rede frome the monthe of July to the monthe of Nouember / and is moche sweter than the fresshe samon; and all the other part of the yere his fisshe is whyte.
[ Cap. xcv.]
TEstudo is a fysshe in a shelle / & is in the se of Inde / & his shelle is very great & like a muskle / & be nyght they go out for theyr mete / & whan they haue eten theyr bely full / than they slepe swymming vpon the water. than ther come iij. fisshers botes / of the wiche .iij. twayn take one of these muskles. Solinus sayth. that this muskle hathe his vppermest shell so brode that it may couere a howse / where many folke may hyde them vnder / And it gothe out the water vpon the londe / & there it layth an hondred egges as grete as gose eggis / and couer them with erth / & oftentymes be night it gothe to the eggys & layeth vpon them with her brest, & than become they yonges.