Put on his left shoe for his right,
Had like to have been slain that day
By soldiers mutin’ing for pay.
Butler, Hudibras.
Auguste ... restoit immobile et consterné lorsqu’il lui arrivoit par mégarde de mettre le soulier droit au pied gauche.--St. Foix, Essais sur Paris, v. 145.
Shooting Pains. All sudden pains are warnings of evil at hand.
Timeo quod rerum gesserim hic, ita dorsus totus prurit.--Plautus, Miles Gloriosus.
By the pricking of my thumbs,
Something wicked this way comes.
Shakespeare, Macbeth (1606).