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N.C. Wyeth
(American, 1882 - 1945)
I implore you not to move.
Oil on canvas
1915
24 1/8 × 16 1/8 in. (61.3 × 41 cm)
SUPP2000.1416
Destroyed by fire, 2015
Not on view
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Naaman's wife brought the little maid that he himself might hear her. A glow of conviction shines in her face. She knows this prophet of whom she speaks. With childish eagerness, her words tumbling over each other, she urges Naaman to implore his aid
N.C. Wyeth
1929
"Coming toward the camp was a regulation Santa Claus--red breeches, boots, pack and all. For a minute or two we were too paralyzed to move"
N.C. Wyeth
1927
Step by step she forced herself to move across the floor till she stood above the bed.
N.C. Wyeth
1912
"I wish you could see yourself; I wish I could tell you how you look."
N.C. Wyeth
1930 / 1931
Transportation Moves Forward
N.C. Wyeth
"Do you mean that you do not care--that you do not hate and despise me? I have never known a woman like you. I have never believed that there were such women."
N.C. Wyeth
1925
"I've promised you I would. I will promise every time you ask me."
N.C. Wyeth
1915
When you take that down, Sabra honey, you'll be the editor of this newspaper. Until you do that I am.
N.C. Wyeth
ca. 1929
Plate #21 | Here Tompkins hastens to implore | A moment's mercy and compassion | Since he beholds the Checkery Bore | Advance, roped up in corkscrew fashion.
Royal Lacey Scoville
ca. 1915
"My great white brothers," said Chief Santanta, after loading the peace-pipe and passing it to General Sherman, "I welcome you to my camp and to my people!"
N.C. Wyeth
1916
"I came to see you about that ditch of yours, Chisholm"
N.C. Wyeth
1908
The Youth. Master, I shall not fail you.
N.C. Wyeth
1915
