Ev'n now, observant of the parting Ray, Eyes the calm Sun-fet of thy Various Day, Thro' Fortune's Cloud One truly Great can fee, Nor fears to tell, that MORTIMER is He. Sept. 25. 1721. A. POPE. HESIOD HESI 0 D: OR, THE Ε Rife of WOMAN. HAT antient Times (thofe Times we WHAT fancy wife) Have left on long Record of Woman's Rife, All thefe I fing. In Greece they fram'd the Tale (In Greece, 'twas thought, a Woman might be frail) I wave the Contest, and commence the Lays. In days of yore, (no matter where or when, 'Twas e're the low Creation fwarm'd with Men) That one Prometheus, fprung of heav'nly Birth, (Our Author's Song can witness) liv'd on Earth. He cary'd the Turf to mold a manly Frame, And ftole from Jove his animating Flame. The |