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The ocean just sort o' breathing in on the sand--Bill 'n' me sit here and count the breaths like.
The ocean just sort o' breathing in on the sand--Bill 'n' me sit here and count the breaths like.
The ocean just sort o' breathing in on the sand--Bill 'n' me sit here and count the breaths like.
(American, 1882 - 1945)

The ocean just sort o' breathing in on the sand--Bill 'n' me sit here and count the breaths like.

1919
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Back and forth across it we went, twisting, straining, holding our strength, each striving to break the grip of the other's fingers on his wrist. I felt his breath upon my face, saw his cold eyes like blue fire burning me.
Back and forth across it we went, twisting, straining, holding our strength, each striving to break the grip of the other's fingers on his wrist. I felt his breath upon my face, saw his cold eyes like blue fire burning me.
N.C. Wyeth
ca. 1914
We just naturally fights like a pair of friends and gentlemen. Bite, kick, and gouge; but no hard feelin's between me and you!
We just naturally fights like a pair of friends and gentlemen. Bite, kick, and gouge; but no hard feelin's between me and you!
N.C. Wyeth
1915 / 1916
"Here they used to sit in the shade through a long lazy summer's day, talking listlessly over village gossip or telling endless sleepy stories about nothing."
"Here they used to sit in the shade through a long lazy summer's day, talking listlessly over village gossip or telling endless sleepy stories about nothing."
N.C. Wyeth
1921
My confusion, I think, derived from my complete unfamiliarity with this sort of thing. I sat breathless, watching the strange exotic creature before me
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
The Supplicant Cora had cast herself to her knees; and, with hands clenched in each other and pressed upon her bosom, she remained like a beauteous and breathing model of her sex
The Supplicant Cora had cast herself to her knees; and, with hands clenched in each other and pressed upon her bosom, she remained like a beauteous and breathing model of her sex
N.C. Wyeth
1919
One day a band of fifteen Indians jammed me in a sand ravine. I made a running fight for eleven miles, but went unscathed and had a lead of two miles at Sweetwater Bridge.
One day a band of fifteen Indians jammed me in a sand ravine. I made a running fight for eleven miles, but went unscathed and had a lead of two miles at Sweetwater Bridge.
N.C. Wyeth
1916
The Chant Was Like the Broken Breathing of an Inconceivable Animal
The Chant Was Like the Broken Breathing of an Inconceivable Animal
Frederic Roderigo Gruger
1927
"The sea breeds fighters and that's what I want in the employ of the Blue Star. You two just naturally make me sick at the stomach. Get out!"
"The sea breeds fighters and that's what I want in the employ of the Blue Star. You two just naturally make me sick at the stomach. Get out!"
N.C. Wyeth
1923
Count Anthony placed his gloved hand on hers. "Do you recall, Johanna, our first meeting?"
Count Anthony placed his gloved hand on hers. "Do you recall, Johanna, our first meeting?"
N.C. Wyeth
ca. 1928
He was caught, turned about and turkey-trotted aft toward Captain Bill's cabin, into which he was unceremoniously heaved like a sack of cabbage.
He was caught, turned about and turkey-trotted aft toward Captain Bill's cabin, into which he was unceremoniously heaved like a sack of cabbage.
N.C. Wyeth
1916
People was a-takin' Me for Bill Cody
People was a-takin' Me for Bill Cody
N.C. Wyeth
1905
There was No Shout, No Cry, Not a Breath, Not a Sigh
There was No Shout, No Cry, Not a Breath, Not a Sigh
N.C. Wyeth
1908