WHERE VERMONT COMES IN. 



Up where the north winds blow just a little 

 keener, 



Up where the grasses grow just a little greener, 

 Up where the mountain peaks rise a little 

 higher. 



Up where the human kind draws a little 

 nigher. 



That's where Vermont comes in. 



Up where the snows of winter last a little 

 longer, 



Up where the heart beats just a little stronger, 

 Up where the hand clasp is just a little 

 warmer, 



That's where Vermont comes in. 



Up where the lonesome pine its nightly 



requiem sighs, 

 Up where the unpolluted waters take their rise, 

 Up where the sons of toil have fought for 



freedom's sod. 

 Up where all nature's mood is a little nearer 



God, 



That's where Vermont comes in. 



Wherever manhood fights for honor, 

 And where woman shrinks at sin, 



Where health is man's best riches. 

 That's where Vermont comes in. 



—Hon. Charles H. Darling. 



