[214] The following seems to be the story here alluded to: "But the strangest I have met with in this kinde, is the historie of Eve Fleigen, out of the _Dutch_ translated into English, and printed at London, Anno 1611: who being borne at Meurs, is said to have taken no kinde of sustenance by the space of fourteen yeeres together; that is, from the yeere of her age twenty-two to thirty-six, and from the yeere of our Lord, 1597 to 1611; and this we have confirmed by the testimony of the magistrate of the towne of Meurs, as also by the minister, who made tryall of her in his house thirteene days together, by all the meanes he could devise, but could detect no imposture. Over the picture of this maiden, set in the front of the Dutch copie, stand these Latin verses-- 'Meursæ hæc quem cernis decies ter sexque peregit Annos, bis septem prorsus non vescitur annis Nec potat, sic sola sedet, sic pallida vitam Ducit, et _exigui se oblectat floribus horti_." Thus rendred in the English copie-- "This maid of Meurs thirty-six yeares spent, Fourteene of which she tooke no nourishment: Thus pale and wan shee sits, sad and alone, _A garden's all shee loves to looke upon_." --Hakewill's "Apologie," fol. 1635, p. 440. In Davenant's "News from Plymouth," act i. sc. 1, the same person is mentioned-- "How? Do you think I bring you tidings of The Maid of Brabant, that liv'd by her smell; That din'd on a rose, and supp'd on a tulip?" [The narrative of Eve Fleigen, above referred to, is appended to an excessively rare tract of eight 4º leaves, printed in 1611, and noticed in Hazlitt's "Handbook," 1867, p. 277.] [215] Or, as it was more frequently written, _tray-trip_. This game is mentioned very frequently in our ancient writers, but it is by no means clear what the nature of it was. Mr Steevens considers it as a _game at cards_; and Mr Tyrwhitt, as a _game at tables_. In opposition to both, Mr Hawkins was of opinion that it was the same play which is now called "Scotch Hop," the amusement at present of the lower class of young people. In support of this idea, the above passage was quoted by that gentleman. See notes on "Twelfth Night," act ii. sc. 5. The truth of Mr Tyrwhitt's conjecture will be established by the following extract from "Machiavell's Dogge," 1617, 4º, sig. B. "But leaving cardes, lett's goe to dice a while, To passage, _trei-trippe_, hazarde, or mum-chance, But subtill mates will simple mindes beguile, And blinde their eyes with many a blinking glaunce. "Oh cogges and stoppes, and such like devilish trickes, Full many a purse of golde and silver pickes. "And therefore, first for hazard, hee that list, And passeth not, puts many to a blancke; And _trippe without a treye_ makes hard, I wist, To sitte and mourne among the sleepers ranke. And for mum-chance howe'er the chance doe fall, You must be mum for fear of marring all."