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‘There's no sense in going further -- it's the edge of cultivation,' / So they said, and I believed it -- broke my land and sowed my crop -- / Built my barns and strung my fences in the little border station / Tucked away below the foothills where the trails run out and stop.
Till a voice, as bad as Conscience, rang interminable changes / On one everlasting Whisper day and night repeated -- so: / ‘Something hidden. Go and find it. Go and look behind the Ranges -- / ‘Something lost behind the Ranges. Lost and waiting for you. Go!'