The Rights and Privileges of Hospitality are so Sacred, that _Jupiter_
himself would not Countenance the Violation of them, even in his own
Minion, the _Eagle_. Nor is there any thing so despicable, (as we see in
the Case of the _Beetle_,) but Access is open for the Cries of Distressed
Innocence, to Divine Justice. Let no Man presume because he is Great
and Powerful, nor Despair because he is Low and Poor; for the one may
Rise and the other may Fall, and the meanest Enemy may find a way to
a Revenge. Tyranny may prosper for a while, ’tis true, and under the
Countenance of a Divine Permission too, as the _Eagle_ got leave here to
Deposite her Eggs (or her Cause) in Heaven: But _Jupiter_’s Lap it self,
we see, is no Final Sanctuary for an Oppressor. Though nothing is more
common in the World then to mistake Providences and Judgments, and to
call the Wickedest and the worst of Men and of Things by Good Names.