Public Domain Poetry And Stories - Cherry Ripe by Robert Herrick Public domain poetry and public domain stories from the literary greats of yesteryear.
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.
