said the Norman, sternly ``has thy flesh and blood
a charm against heated iron and scalding oil?
Not as I wish to speak disrespectful o' them as have got the power i' their hands, but it's more than flesh and blood
'ull bear sometimes, to be toiling and striving, and up early and down late, and hardly sleeping a wink when you lie down for thinking as the cheese may swell, or the cows may slip their calf, or the wheat may grow green again i' the sheaf--and after all, at th' end o' the year, it's like as if you'd been cooking a feast and had got the smell of it for your pains.
Thus lightly was the notorious (and at the same time mysterious) Monsieur George brought into the world; out of the contact of two minds which did not give a single thought to his flesh and blood
No matter how dreary and gray our homes are, we people of flesh and blood
would rather live there than in any other country, be it ever so beautiful.
One could almost have sworn the man believed these creatures of his strange hypnotic power to be real flesh and blood
I know not whether it was owing to her loitering on the way one month to an extent flesh and blood
could not bear, or because we had exhausted the penny library, but on a day I conceived a glorious idea, or it was put into my head by my mother, then desirous of making progress with her new clouty hearthrug.
Real horses, like myself, are made of flesh and blood
Altogether there were more than half a million people in the Land of Oz--although some of them, as you will soon learn, were not made of flesh and blood
as we are--and every inhabitant of that favored country was happy and prosperous.
Still, we must have consideration for this poor boy, who is made of flesh and blood
and bone, and gets tired," suggested the Scarecrow, in his usual thoughtful manner.
Ghek had never seen an ulsio, since these great Martian rats had long ago disappeared from Bantoom, their flesh and blood
having been greatly relished by the kaldanes; but Ghek had inherited, almost unimpaired, every memory of every ancestor, and so he knew that ulsio inhabited these lairs and that ulsio was good to eat, and he knew what ulsio looked like and what his habits were, though he had never seen him nor any picture of him.
Well, give me my flesh and blood
lover, and I'll leave all the Sir Herberts and Valentines to you - if you can find them.
To be sure, gentlefolks are but flesh and blood
no more than us servants.