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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=554302" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Gone are the Hard Men</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=554302" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Gone are the hard men, <br>no longer scouting trails across the west, <br>nor leading wagon trains to Oregon, <br>nor trapping the beaver in far valleys, <br>nor lonely mapping the wilderness<br>in the van of civilization, <br>nor building railroads across America with<br>shovels and mauls and appetites for hard work<br>and hard women and whiskey by the barrel.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=554302" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Where are they gone, these hero men, <br>now the frontiers have been plowed down<br>and wilderness long fled to the city? <br>Where are they gone, these child-men, <br>now the nation is civilized and schooled<br>and technology mocks their souls? </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=554302" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">They are in the prisons of America.<br>They are in the asylums of America.<br>They are in the drunk-tanks of dreary, <br>self-righteous cities.<br>They are squatting beside a sad fire<br>near Sacramento tonight, <br>nursing their bottles of 'Mad Dog'<br>and eating canned Spam.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Daniel+Fox">Daniel Fox</a></strong></div>

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