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 That vex and desolate our mortal life. Wide-wasting ills! yet each th' immediate source Of mightier good. Their keen necessities To ceaseless action goading human thought Have made Earth's reasoning animal her Lord; And the pale-featur'd Sage's trembling hand Strong as an host of armed Deities! From Avarice thus, from Luxury and War Sprang heavenly Science: and from Science Freedom. O'er waken'd realms Philosophers and Bards Spread in concentric circles: they whose souls Conscious of their high dignities from God Brook not Wealth's rivalry; and they who long Enamour'd with the charms of order hate Th' unseemly disproportion; and whoe'er Turn with mild sorrow from the victor's car