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"Keep him off fur God's sake!" he screamed.
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N.C. Wyeth
(American, 1882 - 1945)
"Keep him off fur God's sake!" he screamed.
Probably oil on canvas
1906
dimensions unavailable
SUPP2000.361
known by reproduction only
Not on view
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Now he knew--the gods had reserved her for him! He leaped at her like a lion, shouting: "I too have found what I wanted--my share of the wealth of Asia!"
N.C. Wyeth
1931
"God's light! I'll question him: ay, and wring an answer from him if I have to put a length of whipcord round his temples! Now go your way," the governor informed him
N.C. Wyeth
ca. 1928
It was a magnificent finale, a sight for men and gods. Like the wind he flung by the other horse, and two lengths ahead he went by the corral gate
N.C. Wyeth
1915
"Ahi! If he hurts so much as the little finger of my captain," Memgumban screamed, "I shall tie you to an ant hill." And he leaped at the Chinaman with his kris
N.C. Wyeth
1919
Third Commandment: Take not God’s name in vain; select a time when it will have effect
Peter Paone
1963
I remember how Rowena looked back at us, as the Gowdy buggy went off like the wind, with Buck's arm behind the girl to keep her from jouncing out
N.C. Wyeth
1921
"Just out," says Sir Henry. "In fact, we don't keep it. Try a lemon soda. The Mexican pointed his finger at him. "If you have no whiskey," says he, "go out and get some."
N.C. Wyeth
1912
Orlando and the Giant Ferragus
Orlando's utmost skill only availed to keep him out of the giant's clutches, but all his efforts to wound him with a sword were useless
N.C. Wyeth
1924
Ten thousand dollars! Why, even one thousand dollars would keep him clothed, housed and fed for the few remaining years of his life and there would be enough left over to keep his old body out of Potter's Field. His hands trembled and the white fire of the diamonds flashed more temptingly.
N.C. Wyeth
1914
The books that are written about Him as the Son of God almost forget that His favorite title for Himself was the Son of Man.
N.C. Wyeth
1924
Far Off a Voice Said, "All Right, Slim, Hop Him!" Then There Were Dim Cries of "Sock It to Him! . . ."
N.C. Wyeth
1925
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for The Topaz, with all sails set, was now far out
The Topaz, with all sails set, was now far out
N.C. Wyeth
1940