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The Midnight Encounter Despiteful and terrible were the blows they gave and took by the moonlight. Agrican fought in a rage, Orlando was cooler
The Midnight Encounter Despiteful and terrible were the blows they gave and took by the moonlight. Agrican fought in a rage, Orlando was cooler
The Midnight Encounter Despiteful and terrible were the blows they gave and took by the moonlight. Agrican fought in a rage, Orlando was cooler
(American, 1882 - 1945)

The Midnight Encounter Despiteful and terrible were the blows they gave and took by the moonlight. Agrican fought in a rage, Orlando was cooler

Oil on canvas
1924
33 1/2 × 24 3/4 in. (85.1 × 62.9 cm)
SUPP2000.262
Private collection
Not on view
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
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
Would the clock never strike? Nerves were snapping, but faces gave no hint of it.
Would the clock never strike? Nerves were snapping, but faces gave no hint of it.
N.C. Wyeth
1922
The encounter on Freshwater Cliff
The encounter on Freshwater Cliff
N.C. Wyeth
1920
A little after midnight, Jesus and his disciples came down the stair and went out. Mark got up and followed. He had heard rumors of plots and schemes, and he was curious to know what would happen next
A little after midnight, Jesus and his disciples came down the stair and went out. Mark got up and followed. He had heard rumors of plots and schemes, and he was curious to know what would happen next
N.C. Wyeth
1929
"They fought with him on foot more than three hours, both before him and behind him"
"They fought with him on foot more than three hours, both before him and behind him"
N.C. Wyeth
1917
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
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
The tall, patient Dane--the kind, the trusting Dane--waiting bravely for the treacherous blow with the tin cup on his head.
The tall, patient Dane--the kind, the trusting Dane--waiting bravely for the treacherous blow with the tin cup on his head.
N.C. Wyeth
1907
"One more step, Mr. Hands," said I, "and I'll blow your brains out"
"One more step, Mr. Hands," said I, "and I'll blow your brains out"
N.C. Wyeth
1911
Genghis Khan's eyes were fixed upon the dark scarred face of the young man in front of him. Little could be hidden from those eyes, and suddenly the young man knew that he stood revealed. The inscrutable eyes gave no sign, but at last Genghis Khan beckoned to the girl, and she came and stood beside him.
Genghis Khan's eyes were fixed upon the dark scarred face of the young man in front of him. Little could be hidden from those eyes, and suddenly the young man knew that he stood revealed. The inscrutable eyes gave no sign, but at last Genghis Khan beckoned to the girl, and she came and stood beside him.
N.C. Wyeth
1932
Sitting in the bow of the boat, with his eyes fixed upon the woman who was nursing the Dane, was Stannard the Terrible!
Sitting in the bow of the boat, with his eyes fixed upon the woman who was nursing the Dane, was Stannard the Terrible!
N.C. Wyeth
1914
This dangerous wild thing was undecided whether to leap in or back out. Eye to eye boy and wolf stared at each other for one terrible moment.
This dangerous wild thing was undecided whether to leap in or back out. Eye to eye boy and wolf stared at each other for one terrible moment.
N.C. Wyeth
1923
He howls with rage and shrieks with pain
He howls with rage and shrieks with pain
Louis John Rhead
ca. 1903