You see, it was the eclipse.
It came into my mind in the nick of time, how Columbus,
or Cortez, or one of those people, played an eclipse as
a saving trump once, on some savages, and I saw my chance.
I could play it myself, now, and it wouldn’t be any
plagiarism, either, because I should get it in nearly
a thousand years ahead of those parties.
A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur’s Court
I’m going to try this next time I’m about to be disembowled or beheaded to please an Aztec deity.