_Jupiter’s Altar_ Robb’d.
A _Thief_ Kindled his Torch at _Jupiter_’s Altar, and then Robb’d the
Temple by the Light on’t. As he was Packing away with his Sacrilegious
Burden, a Voice, either of Heaven, or of Conscience, Pursu’d him. The
Time will come (says that Voice) when this Impious Villany of Yours shall
cost ye Dear; not for the Value of what you have Stoll’n, but for the
Contempt of Heaven and Religion, that you ought to have a Veneration for.
_Jupiter_ has taken care however to prevent these Insolent Affronts for
the Time to come, by an Express Prohibition of any Communication for the
future, betwixt the Fire upon _his Altars_, and that of _Common Use_.
The MORAL.
_Nothing more Familiar then to cover Sacrilege, Murder, Treason_, &c.
_with a Text. And we are also to learn from hence, that we have no
greater Enemies many times, then those we have Nurs’d and Bred up; and
that Divine Vengeance comes sure at Last, though it may be long first._