As alluded to
(cf., astrofish.net)
- Enter the King with a supplication and the Queen with Suffolk’s head, the Duke of Buckingham and the Lord Say.
Queen Margaret:
Oft have I heard that grief softens the mind,
And makes it fearful and degenerate;
Think therefore on revenge and cease to weep.
But who can cease to weep and look on this?
Here may his head lie on my throbbing breast;
But where’s the body that I should embrace?
- Henry 6, pt. 2, 4.4.1-6
Suffolk has recently — previous act — lost his head. Delivered to the Queen, per stage directions.
Ah, c’mom, it’s morbidly, ironically funny. Black humor before there was such a term. Not like this a new idea, coming from me.
#Shakespeare
