Lines On Norwich - Poem by James McIntyre
The farmers they now all make rich,
Since Farrington went to Norwich
And the system first there began
Of making cheese on factory plan ;
He came from Herkimer county,
To Canada he was a bounty.
Norwich village moved but slow
Till railways made it quickly grow,
And industries here now take root,
The township's famous for its fruit.
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