Wit and Smartness are not mightily your Talent : What then ? There are a great many other good Qualities in which you can't pretend Nature has fail'd you : Improve them as far as you can, and let's have that which is perfectly in your Power. You may if you please, behave your self like a Man of Gravity, and good Faith, endure Hardship, and despise Pleasure; want but a few things, and complain of nothing; you may be dispassionate, stand upon your own Legs, and be Great if you please, and have nothing of Ill Nature, Luxury, or Trifling in your Humour : Don't you see how much you may do if you have a mind to't; and how the Plea of Incapacity is out of doors? And yet you don't Push, and manage as you should do : What then ! Does any Natural Defect force you upon Grumbling, Miserableness, or laying your Faults upon your Constitution, upon Flattery, or Ostentation; upon uncertainty of Temper, and rolling from one Folly to another ? Can you say you are so weakly made, as to be driven upon these Practices ? The immortal Gods know to the contrary ! No, you might have stood clear of all This long since : And after all, if your Parts were somewhat low, and your Understanding heavy, your way had been to have taken the more pains with your self, and not to have lain Fallow, and doted upon your own dullness.