The west-country maids advice : Here is a song I send to you, fair maidens every one; and you may say that it is true, when I am dead and gone. To the tune of, Hey boys, up go we.

MLA

Bowne, Tobias. The west-country maids advice : Here is a song I send to you, fair maidens every one; and you may say that it is true, when I am dead and gone. To the tune of, Hey boys, up go we. [London] : Printed for P[hilip]. Brooksby, at the Golden-Ball, near the Hospital-gate, in West-Smithfield, [1680?]

APA

Bowne, T. (1670). The west-country maids advice : Here is a song I send to you, fair maidens every one; and you may say that it is true, when I am dead and gone. To the tune of, Hey boys, up go we. [London] : Printed for P[hilip]. Brooksby, at the Golden-Ball, near the Hospital-gate, in West-Smithfield.

Chicago

Bowne, Tobias. The west-country maids advice : Here is a song I send to you, fair maidens every one; and you may say that it is true, when I am dead and gone. To the tune of, Hey boys, up go we. [London] : Printed for P[hilip]. Brooksby, at the Golden-Ball, near the Hospital-gate, in West-Smithfield, [1680?]