ABSTRACT
Babylonian Inscription A comet arose whose body was bright like the day, while from its luminous body a tail extended, like the sting of a scorpion.
Byron, George Gordon The angels all were singing out of tune, And hoarse with having little else to do, Excepting to wind up the sun and moon, Or curb a runaway young star or two, Or wild colt of a comet, which too soon Broke out of bounds o’er the ethereal blue, Splitting some planet with its beautiful tail, As boats are sometimes by a wanton whale.
