“The never-wearied Sun, the Moon exactly round, And all those Stars with which the brows of ample heaven are crowned, Orion, all the Pleiades, and those seven Atlas got, The close beamed Hyades, the Bear, surnam’d the Chariot, That turns about heaven’s axle tree, holds ope a constant eye Upon Orion, and of all the cressets in the sky His golden ...