But for the new fixt starres there’s no pretence,
Nor beard nor tail to take occasion by,
To bring in that unluckie inference
Which weaken might this new built mysterie.
Certes in raging fire they both did frie.
A signe whereof you rightly may aread
Their colours changeable varietie
First clear and white, then yellow, after red,
Then blewly pale, then duller still, till perfect dead.