Classic and Contemporary Poetry
CHERRY RIPE, by ROBERT HERRICK Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Cherry-ripe, ripe, ripe, I cry Last Line: All the year where cherries grow. | ||||||||
CHERRY-RIPE, ripe, ripe, I cry, Full and fair ones; come and buy. If so be you ask me where They do grow, I answer: There Where my Julia's lips do smile; There 's the land, or cherry-isle, Whose plantations fully show All the year where cherries grow. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A MEDITATION FOR HIS MISTRESS by ROBERT HERRICK A TERNARIE OF LITTLES, UPON A PIPKIN OF JELLIE by ROBERT HERRICK A THANKSGIVING TO GOD [FOR HIS HOUSE] by ROBERT HERRICK ANOTHER GRACE FOR A CHILD by ROBERT HERRICK ART ABOVE NATURE: TO JULIA by ROBERT HERRICK CEREMONIES FOR CANDLEMASSE EVE by ROBERT HERRICK CEREMONIES FOR CHRISTMAS (1) by ROBERT HERRICK CLOTHES DO BUT CHEAT AND COZEN US by ROBERT HERRICK COMFORT [TO A YOUTH THAT HAD LOST HIS LOVE] by ROBERT HERRICK |
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