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Cherry-Ripe
Robert HerrickSeventeenth-century EnglishPoem
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SOURCE TEXT · English original
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.
Cultural reading
Reading the poem
A street vendor's cry is turned into a compliment: asked where the cherries grow, the speaker answers that they grow where Julia's lips smile, an isle bearing fruit all year.
Language notes
Text and edition
The English text follows the fixed historical witness in The Oxford Book of English Verse; no modern third-party translation is included.