So strange a thing I warrant you Happens not every day, That the pride that had thriven for centuries One slight little maiden should slay; Why the proud Squire's Roman features Quivered and burned with shame, And the picture of his grim ancestor Blushed in its antique frame.

How marvelously strange the sight of the world-consciousness passing over into a higher thought-form!

For aught we know, as strange a man as any of these is always at our elbow.

Nowe the courte is growne As strange a beast as the thronged multytude, Dyffers not from the rabble, onlye tys The upper house.

He is twenty-four years of age; an' I often think it strange that his father's birthday and his own fall on the same day of the monththe 10th of October.

"Was there ever before so strange a confession of love?

So strange a definition and still less pardonable adherence to it can only be justified on the ground of Johnson's warm feelings for the comfort of the middle class of society.

Many details have been omitted, the object being not to teach the history of the time, but to show the general course of events which had led to so broad and strange a division between the people of England.

These stray notes, united with the rustling of the birches directly in front of my window, and also with the song of the far-off nightingale, made such a strange combination that I felt all the time, not as if I were awake, but as if I were lapsing into another, still stranger, dream.

A beauteous roe my toils enclosed in vain, Now I, her victim, drag the captive's chain; Strange the effects that from her charms proceed, I gave the wound, and I afflicted bleed! Vanquished by her, I mourn the luckless strife; Dark, dark, and bitter, frowns my morn of life.

Some tears to poor Acacis' memory; So strange a fate for men the gods ordain, Our clearest sunshine should be mixt with rain; How equally our joys and sorrows move!

5. "You laugh with the other ladies to see how I look (literally, you mock my appearance); and do not think, lady, what it is that renders me so strange a figure at sight of your beauty.

A huge barge lay black against the blue water; in the middle of it the rain had left a pool that was not frozen and under the light of a street lamp blazed goldvery strange the sudden gleam....

Thar's somethin' cursedly strange a happenin' in that damn fog.

Thy voice the song of hidden rills, The sigh deep-bosomed silence heaves From the full heart of happy things, The lap of water-lily leaves, The noiseless language of the wings Of evening making strange the hills.

If, under other circumstances, I could even have entertained so strange an imagination, I was restrained in the present instance by the necessity of providing for myself the means of subsistence, and the fetters which, through that necessity, the forms of human society imposed upon my exertions.

Raiseth so strange a multitude of chords.

I know a magic woodland with grassy rides that ring To strange fantastic music and whirr of elfin wing, There all the oaks and beeches, moss-mantled to the knees, Are really fairy princes pretending to be trees.

She probably belonged to a respectable class, reduced to poverty by the famine, and her keen intelligence recognized at once in the hungry and needy stranger a superior person,even as the humble friar of Palos saw in Columbus a nobleman by nature, when, wearied and disappointed, he sought food and shelter.

We are not sure that there is in the whole history of the human intellect so strange a phenomenon as this book.

" For a moment they looked eyes into eyesin the glory of that moon as strange a picture as the wood gods ever beheld.

And when we bear in mind the friendship and respect of such a man as Peter, and the exalted love of such a woman as Héloïse, it is surely not strange that posterity, and the French nation especially, should embalm his memory in their traditions.

Everything was strange to me, but most strange the practice of the lay brothers, who chanted bravely indeed in tune, but who (for the words set in the chorals) substituted other sentiments of a kind not usually found in service-books.

And we saw Saint Peter clasp his hands, And the cock crow hoarsely to all the lands, And the Twelve Apostles come and go, And the solemn Christ pass sadly and slow; And strange that iron-legged procession, And odd to us the whole impression, As the crowd beneath, in silence pressing, Bent to that cold mechanic blessing.

The envoys were treated with the contempt inevitable before so strange a request from an unknown fanatic, and Heraclius dismissed the whole matter as the idle word of a barbarian dreamer.