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.
- Title
- 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.
- Publication
- London, :: Printed for F.G. on Snow-hill,
- [1653?]
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- Subject terms
- Love -- Poetry -- Early works to 1800.
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https://name.umdl.umich.edu/B04204.0001.001
- Cite this Item
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"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." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/B04204.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed May 2, 2024.