Analysis of Cherry-Ripe
Thomas Campion 1567 – 1620
THERE is a garden in her face
Where roses and white lilies blow;
A heavenly paradise is that place,
Wherein all pleasant fruits do flow:
There cherries grow which 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 fill'd with snow;
Yet them nor peer nor prince can buy
Till 'Cherry-ripe' themselves do cry.
Her eyes like angels watch them still;
Her brows like bended bows do stand,
Threat'ning with piercing frowns to kill
All that attempt with eye or hand
Those sacred cherries to come nigh,
Till 'Cherry-ripe' themselves do cry.
Scheme | ababcC dbdbcC efefcC |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 11010001 11001101 010010111 01110111 11011111 11010111 11010101 11010101 11010101 11111111 11111111 11010111 01110111 01110111 11110111 11011111 11010111 11010111 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 701 |
Words | 114 |
Sentences | 4 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 6, 6, 6 |
Lines Amount | 18 |
Letters per line (avg) | 29 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 174 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 37 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on April 27, 2023
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