Living
Cherrie-ripe.
From Hesperides (1648)
Living
CHerrie-Ripe, Ripe, Ripe, I cry,
Full and faire ones; come and buy:
If so be, you ask me where
They doe grow? I answer, There,
Where my Julia's lips doe smile;
There's the Land, or Cherry-Ile:
Whose Plantations fully show
All the yeere, where Cherries grow.
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Herrick, Robert. “Cherrie-ripe.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/herrick/51/.
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Herrick, Robert. “Cherrie-ripe.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/herrick/51/.
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