Next, to a graver tribe we turn our view,
And yield the praise to worth and science due;
But this with serious words and sober style,
For these are friends with whom we seldom smile:
Helpers of men[51] they're call'd, and we confess
Theirs the deep study, theirs the lucky guess.
We own that numbers join with care and skill
A temperate judgment, a devoted will:
Men who suppress their feelings, but who feel
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