The sins of the father are to be laid upon the children.
The sins of the father are to be laid upon the children.
Let us our lives, our souls,
Our debts, our careful wives,
Our children, and our sins, lay on the King!
Your children were vexation to your youth;
But mine shall be a comfort to your age.
Marry, his kisses are Judas's own children.
Farewell, my wife and children!
Thy mother's name is ominous to children.
Your Highness' part
Is to receive our duties, and our duties
Are to your throne and state, children and servants,
Which do but what they should, by doing everything
Safe toward your love and honor.
True, I talk of dreams,Which are the children of an idle brain,Begot of nothing but vain fantasy.
Death and destruction dogs thee at thy heels;
Thy mother's name is ominous to children.
Yes, truly; for, look you, the sins of the father are to
be laid upon the children; therefore, I promise you, I fear you.
Now tell me, madam, do you love your children?
Peace, plenty, love, truth, terror,
That were the servants to this chosen infant,
Shall then be his, and like a vine grow to him;
Wherever the bright sun of heaven shall shine,
His honour and the greatness of his name
Shall be, and make new nations; he shall flourish,
And like a mountain cedar reach his branches
To all the plains about him; our children's children
Shall see this and bless heaven.
Revenge it, as you love your mother's life,
Or be ye not henceforth call'd my children.
Children wish fathers looked but with their eyes; fathers that children with their judgment looked; and either may be wrong.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories