[Technogamia]: or the marriage of the arts / A comedie Written by Barten Holiday, Master of Arts, and Student of Christ-Church in Oxford, and acted by the Students of the same House before the Uniuersitie, at Shroue-tide. [Ornament].

  • Barten Holyday
Date:
1630
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Licence: Public Domain Mark

Credit: [Technogamia]: or the marriage of the arts / A comedie Written by Barten Holiday, Master of Arts, and Student of Christ-Church in Oxford, and acted by the Students of the same House before the Uniuersitie, at Shroue-tide. [Ornament]. Source: Wellcome Collection.

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