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As the fierce Porcupine, whom Nature Arms,
Abroad securely Preys, nor dreads Alarms,
But whensoe'er th' approaching Foe she spies,
To meet the Foe the bristled Monster flies;
Quick from her Back she calls a Wood of Quills,
Which darting forth, whoe'er she hits, she kills:
So might the Fair, thus arm'd, remain secure,
And brave the Dangers which they shun'd before,
Safe in their Ramparts all Assaults defie,
And dare the Efforts of the Enemy.
Abroad securely Preys, nor dreads Alarms,
But whensoe'er th' approaching Foe she spies,
To meet the Foe the bristled Monster flies;
Quick from her Back she calls a Wood of Quills,
Which darting forth, whoe'er she hits, she kills:
So might the Fair, thus arm'd, remain secure,
And brave the Dangers which they shun'd before,
Safe in their Ramparts all Assaults defie,
And dare the Efforts of the Enemy.
She said, and sate: and Herculea rose,
(Her the whole Sex had for their Champion chose;)
Nature at first her Soul for Man design'd,
But by Mistake to Woman's Mold confin'd:
(Her the whole Sex had for their Champion chose;)
Nature at first her Soul for Man design'd,
But by Mistake to Woman's Mold confin'd:
Her
