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CANTO III.] The strangest long-wing'd hawk that flies, That, like a bird of Paradise, Or herald's martlet, has no legs, Nor hatches young ones, nor lays eggs; His train was six yards long, milk white, At th' end of which there hung a light, Enclos'd in lanthorn made of paper, That far off like a star did appear: This Sidrophel by chance espy'd, And with amazement staring wide: Bless us, quoth he, what dreadful wonder Is that appears in heaven yonder? A comet, and without a beard! Or star, that ne'er before appear'd! I'm certain 'tis not in the scrowl Of all those beasts, and fish, and fowl, With which, like Indian plantations, The learned stock the constellations;