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230 Nor those that, drawn for signs, have been To th' houses where the planets inn. It must be supernatural, Unless it be that cannon-ball That, shot i' the air, point-blank upright, Was borne to that prodigious height, That, learn'd philosophers maintain, It ne'er came backwards down again, But in the airy regions yet Hangs, like the body o' Mahomet, For if it be above the shade, That by the earth's round bulk is made, 'Tis probable it may from far, Appear no bullet, but a star. This said, he to his engine flew, Plac'd near at hand, in open view, And rais'd it, till it levell'd right Against the glow-worm tail of kite; Then peeping thro', Bless us! quoth he, It is a planet now I see; And if I err not, by his proper Figure, that's like tobacco-stopper, It should be Saturn: yes, 'tis clear 'Tis Saturn; but what makes him there? He's got between the Dragon's tail, And further leg behind o' th' Whale; Pray heav'n divert the fatal omen, For 'tis a prodigy not common,