(1653). Love lies a bleeding.: By whose mortal wounds you may soon understand, what sorrows wee suffer since love left the land. To the tune of, The cyclops. Printed for F.G. on Snow-hill.
Chicago Style (17th ed.) CitationLove Lies a Bleeding.: By Whose Mortal Wounds You May Soon Understand, What Sorrows Wee Suffer Since Love Left the Land. To the Tune of, The Cyclops. London,: Printed for F.G. on Snow-hill, 1653.
MLA (9th ed.) CitationLove Lies a Bleeding.: By Whose Mortal Wounds You May Soon Understand, What Sorrows Wee Suffer Since Love Left the Land. To the Tune of, The Cyclops. Printed for F.G. on Snow-hill, 1653.
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