I've no reason to be otherwise than proud of my own flesh and blood
I won't sell him at all,' said the father; 'my own flesh and blood
is dearer to me than all the silver and gold in the world.
It had never occurred to the straightforward and simple-minded Vicar that one of his own flesh and blood
could come to this
There was a time, Trent, many, many years ago, when I was proud to think that she was my daughter, my own flesh and blood
I love you as dear as if you were my own flesh and blood
and you've been my joy and comfort ever since you came to Green Gables.
I wouldn't have blamed her for feeling dreadful bad over it--but you wouldn't have thought she'd be so selfish as to sacrifice her own flesh and blood
because of it, would you?
But Becky was so engaged with the Baronet, her host, pouring out a flood of compliments and delights and raptures, and admiring young Pitt Binkie, whom she declared to be the most beautiful, intelligent, noble-looking little creature, and so like his father, that she did not hear the remarks of her own flesh and blood
at the other end of the broad shining table.
King Lud flew into a frightful rage, tossed his crown up to the ceiling, and caught it again--for in those days kings kept their crowns on their heads, and not in the Tower--stamped the ground, rapped his forehead, wondered why his own flesh and blood
rebelled against him, and, finally, calling in his guards, ordered the prince away to instant Confinement in a lofty turret; a course of treatment which the kings of old very generally pursued towards their sons, when their matrimonial inclinations did not happen to point to the same quarter as their own.
We are all sculptors and painters, and our material is our own flesh and blood
Poyser's own niece--folks must put up wi' their own kin, as they put up wi' their own noses--it's their own flesh and blood
You're trampling down your own flesh and blood
, that's what you're doing--eating the heart out of your own boy.
said Natty, shaking his head; “well, well, that man loves the new ways, and his betterments, and his lands, afore his own flesh and blood
Nay, my heart's comfort, I never raised hand to woman yet, and it would be a passing strange thing if I began on my own flesh and blood
That master's cruel treatment of his own flesh and blood
, and vile designs upon a young girl who interested even his broken- down, drunken, miserable hack, and made him linger in his service, in the hope of doing her some good (as, thank God, he had done others once or twice before), when he would, otherwise, have relieved his feelings by pummelling his master soundly, and then going to the Devil.
You're worse than a heathen - treating your own flesh and blood
in that manner