That fires the length of Ophiuchus huge
In th’ Arctic sky, and from its horrid hair
Shakes pestilence and war.”
Jumping over a century we find the ancient theory still in vogue, or Thomson (Seasons, Summer) would never have written:—
“Amid the radiant orbs
That more than deck, that animate the sky,
The life-infusing suns of other worlds;
Lo! from the dread immensity of space,
Returning with accelerated course,
The rushing comet to the sun descends;