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Wild creatures passed him in their panic rush.
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N.C. Wyeth
(American, 1882 - 1945)
Wild creatures passed him in their panic rush.
1913
dimensions unavailable
SUPP2000.2007
known by reproduction only (destroyed Oct. 1916)
Not on view
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Plate #3 | Along with It came creatures fit | To banish sleep from any pillow; | Such horrid monsters as to wit; | This one, the Arma-daffy-dillo.
Royal Lacey Scoville
ca. 1915
With a Rush She Was on Her Knees before Munn, Clutching Him about the Legs . . . "He Didn't Do It! Don't Take Him! He's My Baby! He Never Harmed Anybody!"
N.C. Wyeth
1920
Ivy shut her eyes when she hit now. Those gibbering monkey men did not know it, but Ivy in her terror knew it; no longer was it arms swinging a vindictive ax, but it was an ax of panic swinging helpless arms.
N.C. Wyeth
1930
The Horse Race
Cursing and whipping like a madman, the scarlet jockey drew up on the turn, hung knee to knee, passed him by
N.C. Wyeth
1928
"At daybreak, mistress, in execution of the sentence passed upon him yesterday in the Governor's court"
N.C. Wyeth
1929
My confusion, I think, derived from my complete unfamiliarity with this sort of thing. I sat breathless, watching the strange exotic creature before me
N.C. Wyeth
1923
Death of Orlando Orlando fixed his eyes on the hilt of his sword as on a crucifix, and appeared like a creature seraphical and transfigured, and bowing his head, he breathed out his pure soul
N.C. Wyeth
1924
Once the girl started through the yard as though she would rush after them and stopped at the gate.
N.C. Wyeth
1930 / 1931
The infant’s trajectory passed him over the rectory
Edward Gorey
1973
The Siege of the Round-House
It came all of a sudden when it did, with a rush of feet and a roar, and then a shout from Alan
N.C. Wyeth
1913
It was a rough day, the sea was wild, the boat labored exceedingly.
N.C. Wyeth
1914
No wild rose of the mountain could have been purer, fresher, than she
N.C. Wyeth
1908