Robert W. Service 
Rhymes of a Rolling Stone 

Have ever you heard of the Land of Beyond, That dreams at the gates of the day? Alluring it lies at the skirts of the skies, And ever so far away; Alluring it calls: O ye the yoke galls, And ye of the trail overfond, With saddle and pack, by paddle and track, Let’s go to the Land of Beyond!

These are just fascinating poems about frontier life and about being a lonely man. Can be read over and over.