In little circlets there it doth arise,
Then somewhat larger seeming in mine eyes:
And in this gyring compass as it goes,
So more and more the same in greatness grows: 1598, Michael Drayton, England's Heroical Epistles, poem "Edward the Black Prince to Alice, Countess of Salisbury" (quoted from The Works of the English Poets, volume IV, published 1810, which differs slightly from another source)