CHAPTER XLII.
OF THE INEQUALITY AMOUNGST US.
Plutarch says somewhere that he does not find so great a difference betwixt beast and beast as he does betwixt man and man; which he says in reference to the internal qualities and perfections of the soul.

And, in truth, I find so vast a distance betwixt Epaminondas, according to my judgment of him, and some that I know, who are yet men of good sense, that I could willingly enhance upon Plutarch, and say that there is more difference betwixt such and such a man than there is betwixt such a man and such a beast: ["Ah! how much may one man surpass another!" -- Terence, Eunuchus, ii.

2.] and that there are as many and innumerable degrees of mind as there are cubits betwixt this and heaven.

But as touching the estimate of men, 'tis strange that, ourselves excepted, no other creature is esteemed beyond its proper qualities; we commend a horse for his strength and sureness of foot, "Volucrem Sic laudamus equum, facili cui plurima palma Fervet, et exsultat rauco victoria circo," ["So we praise the swift horse, for whose easy mastery many a hand glows in applause, and victory exults in the hoarse circus.
-- "Juvenal, viii.

57.] and not for his rich caparison; a greyhound for his speed of heels, not for his fine collar; a hawk for her wing, not for her gesses and bells.
Why, in like manner, do we not value a man for what is properly his own?
He has a great train, a beautiful palace, so much credit, so many thousand pounds a year: all these are about him, but not in him.