wise, but by _Nature_ made absolutely incapable of ever becoming _Wise_, he is in a deplorable _State_, and wants the common _Comfort_, as well of _Fools_, as _Wise Men_, Vanity; which in such a Case is the only proper _Mediatour_ of a _Reconcilement_. No Quality seems to be more Providentially distributed to every Man according to his Necessity; for those that have least Wit, ought to have the greatest Opinion of it; as all other Commodities are rated highest, where they are scarcest. By this means the level is better maintain’d amongst Men, who, were this imaginary Equality destroy’d, might be apt to reverence, and idolize one another too much, and forgetting the common Fate, they are all Born to, pay Honours too near divine to their Fellow Mortals. But as the humour of the World now runs, this sort of _Idolatry_ is scarce likely to come into Fashion. We have too great an Opinion of our selves, to believe too well of any one else, and we are in nothing more difficult than in points of Wit and Understanding, in either of which we very unwillingly yield the Preference to any Man. There is nothing of which we affect to speak with more humility and indifference than our own Sense, yet nothing of which we think with more Partiality, and Presumption. There have been some so bold as to assume the Title of the _Oracles_ of _Reason_ to themselves, and their own Writings; and we meet with others daily, that think themselves _Oracles_ of _Wit_. These are the most Vexatious Animals in the World, that think they have a Priviledge to torment and plague every Body; but those most who have the best Reputation for their Wit of Judgment; as _Fleas_ are said to molest those most, who have the tenderest _Skins_, and the sweetest _Blood_.