Question

Now is the winter of our discontent
Made glorious summer by this sun of York;
And all the clouds that lour'd upon our house
In the deep bosom of the ocean buried.
Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths;
Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;
Our stern alarums changed to merry meetings,
Our dreadful marches to delightful measures.

What is the meaning of the phrase "the clouds that lour'd upon our house"?

bad weather
misfortunes
a tragic loss
a storm
shadows

Answer 1

a storm i think

Answer 2

@tezporter123

Answer 3

@kloi

Answer 4

huh