Foreshadowing and Queen Margaret
And turns the sun to shade—alas, alas!
Witness my son, now in the shade of death,
Whose bright out-shining beams thy cloudy wrath
Hath in eternal darkness folded up.
Your aery buildeth in our aery’s nest:
O God that seest it, do not suffer it!
As it is won with blood, lost be it so!
- Queen Margaret in Shakespeare’s Richard 3 1.3.265-71
Used this week, to introduce the horoscopes.
