Where my Julia’s lips do smile
There’s the land, or cherry isle.
Cherry ripe, ripe, I cry
Full and fair ones come and buy
There plantations fully show
All the year where cherries grow.
Cherry ripe, ripe, I cry,
Full and fair ones, come and buy.
Robert Herrick.
This song having been adapted to a pleasing melody by Mr. Charles Horn, became very popular about 60 years ago.