Before I get started, It should be noted that I am by no means a specialist in anything to do with ancient Greek culture or language, but simply a novice dabbler who delights in discovering these old stories. It is the closest thing I can imagine, asides from reading the cracked papyrus scrolls themselves. Thus, I can't really be relied upon to review these sorts of dual language books appropriately.
That being said, this second volume of Hesiod, published by the Loeb Classical Library, nicely rounds out the fragments where the first volume leaves off. I found it entertaining to piece together the fragments, like some sort of ancient literary jigsaw puzzle, into some coherent order. Even though this volume wasn't as enjoyable as Hesiod: Volume I, it was still filled with little wisps of deep storytelling revealed here and there by other ancient authors who cited Hesiod in their writings. The book also contains The Shield of Heracles, easily comparable to Homer's The Shield of Achilles in the Illiad, and just as enjoyable. How can one resist descriptions like this:
"Just as in a mountain's dales a jutting-tusked boar, formidable to catch sight of up ahead, decides in its spirit to fight with huntsmen, and it whets its white tusk, turning aslant, and foam drips around its mouth as it gnashes its teeth, its eyes shine like fire, and it makes the hairs stand up and bristle on its mane around its neck: just so, Zeus' son sprang from his horse-chariot."

The Catalogue of Women may be of more interest to mythology buffs, where it lays out some the finer details in who begat who and under what circumstances. Unsprisingly, these circumstance often include some Olympian God seducing or outright raping some poor female mortal, only for some jealous Goddess to come around and punish the poor woman even more. The collection also features some trivia regarding some of the peripheral characters of the Iliad and the Odyssey, such as Nestor the Gerenian horseman.
There are some beautiful poetic passages in here, such as this description of Atalanta, Daughter of Schoeneus:
"The long-ankled maiden rushed; all around stood a great crowd of suitors; astonishment gripped them all when they saw how the breeze of Zephyrus fluttered her tunic around her tender breasts." It helps one understand why men would suffer death to collect the golden apples and thus win her hand in marriage.
I can't exactly place my finger on why I like these little books so much, but I do. I rejoice and cringe at the thought of reading of all of them someday. Eventually perhaps, in the meantime I will relish the experience of seeing how far I get, one by one. ( )