Occasioned By Four Satirical Verses On Women Wits, In 'The Rape Of The Lock.' In Vain You Boast Poetic Names Of Yore, And Cite Those Sapphos We Admire No More: Fate Doom'D The Fall Of Every Female Wit; But Doom'D It Then, When First Ardelia Writ. Of All Examples By The World Confess'D, I Knew Ardelia Could Not Quote The Best; Who, Like Her Mistress On Britannia'S Throne, Fights And Subdues In Quarrels Not Her Own. To Write Their Praise You But In Vain Essay; E'En While You Write, You Take That Praise Away: Light To The Stars The Sun Does Thus Restore, But Shines Himself Till They Are Seen No More.