Poems you ought to know . 35. CHERRY RIPE. BY THOMAS is a garden in her face Where roses and white HHes blow,A heavenly paradise is that place, Wherein all pleasant fruits do grow;There cherries grow that none may buy,Till Cherry-Ripe themselves do cry. Those cherries fairly do enclose Of orient pearl a double row,Which, when her lovely laughter shows, They look like rose-buds filld with snow;Yet them no peer nor prince may buy,Till Cherry-Ripe themselves do cry. Her eyes like angels watch them still; Her brows like bended bows do stand,Threatning with piercing frowns to kill All
Poems you ought to know . 35. CHERRY RIPE. BY THOMAS is a garden in her face Where roses and white HHes blow,A heavenly paradise is that place, Wherein all pleasant fruits do grow;There cherries grow that none may buy,Till Cherry-Ripe themselves do cry. Those cherries fairly do enclose Of orient pearl a double row,Which, when her lovely laughter shows, They look like rose-buds filld with snow;Yet them no peer nor prince may buy,Till Cherry-Ripe themselves do cry. Her eyes like angels watch them still; Her brows like bended bows do stand,Threatning with piercing frowns to kill All that approach with eye or handThese sacred cherries to come Cherry-Ripe themselves do cry. 36
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