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N.C. Wyeth
(American, 1882 - 1945)
"Who is it, please?" she asked
1905
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SUPP2000.1676
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"Since when is a heathen wench's word better than that of twenty Christians?" asked one of the monks. "It is I who will decide whether she alone speaketh the truth, or all of you," Richard said sternly.
N.C. Wyeth
1931
'Genie had grasped Philip's saddle, and was clinging there. "Please! Please!" she begged. "Oh, my god, Philip, he'll kill you!"
N.C. Wyeth
1912
She still cooked for us when Tom asked her, but she never touched a pill herself. If there is any harder test for will power, you'll have to show it to me
N.C. Wyeth
1914
She thought a poet was a man who made rimes; she did not guess that this man when he said: "'There'll be fences here, and fields and roofs and chimneys," was talking poetry
N.C. Wyeth
1930
"What the Deuce Do You Mean Rushing in Like This," She Asked Crossly
Arthur Garfield Dove
1920
He Even Asked If It Would Be All Right To Retain His Pipe And Tobacco
N.C. Wyeth
1905
"Is there anything in this Coroner's investigation we've got to be careful of?" he asked.
N.C. Wyeth
1913
Dropping one of the sage-hens I asked the man behind me to pick it up. As he was groping for it I pulled one of my Colt's revolvers, and hit him over the head. He dropped senseless. // "Wheeling about I saw that the other man, hearing the fall, had turned, his hand upon his revolver. It was no time for argument. I fired and killed him."
N.C. Wyeth
1916
A boy spoke. "The camels the wise men rode -- what color were they?" Jesus smiled, remembering that this was the question he, himself, had asked in Nazareth
N.C. Wyeth
1931
Plate #8 | Behind him, skipping on its toes, | (Please do not ask me where its face is) | The Polynesian Wig-wag shows | A ballet dancer's airs and graces.
Royal Lacey Scoville
ca. 1915
Plate #25 | And now -- 'Tis hard to grasp the fact -- | The Snake with extra-ordinary | Good nature, does a clothes-line act | To please the plump Do-mesti-cary.
Royal Lacey Scoville
ca. 1915
"Anything for Me, if You Please?" - Post Office at the Brooklyn Fair in Aid of the Sanitary Commission
Winslow Homer
1864