This is the reason of that constant site
Of Comets tayls and beards: And that their show’s
Not pure Pyramidall, nor their ends seem streight
But bow’d like brooms, is from the winds that blow,
I mean Ethereall winds, such as below
Men finden under th’ Equinoctiall line.
Their widend beards this aire so broad doth strow
Incurvate, and or more or lesse decline:
If not, let sharper wits more subtly here divine.