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He rubbed his fire-smartened eyes to read . . . the Haileybury Commercial Club's invitation to the public.
He rubbed his fire-smartened eyes to read . . . the Haileybury Commercial Club's invitation to the public.
He rubbed his fire-smartened eyes to read . . . the Haileybury Commercial Club's invitation to the public.
(American, 1882 - 1945)

He rubbed his fire-smartened eyes to read . . . the Haileybury Commercial Club's invitation to the public.

1913
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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
His Eyes Burned Bright as Though from Some Internal Fire
His Eyes Burned Bright as Though from Some Internal Fire
N.C. Wyeth
1908
It was not signed. I read it slowly, because I was not very good at reading, and turned my eyes west-where my mother had gone
It was not signed. I read it slowly, because I was not very good at reading, and turned my eyes west-where my mother had gone
N.C. Wyeth
1921
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
Deep in hollow sockets his hot eyes burned, red with fever. He sat his horse like an old man, haggard and bent.
Deep in hollow sockets his hot eyes burned, red with fever. He sat his horse like an old man, haggard and bent.
N.C. Wyeth
1912
Image Not Available for In ten seconds his gun was leveled in their gaping faces. "Back!" he yelled, his blue eyes black like a maniac's; "fall back!"
In ten seconds his gun was leveled in their gaping faces. "Back!" he yelled, his blue eyes black like a maniac's; "fall back!"
N.C. Wyeth
1917
The girl watched her lover a little anxiously because he was moody. The visitor ate with his eyes down.
The girl watched her lover a little anxiously because he was moody. The visitor ate with his eyes down.
N.C. Wyeth
1916
He Talked with His Eyes--a Single Sharp Shifting of the Eyeballs and a Flash of Light from Them
He Talked with His Eyes--a Single Sharp Shifting of the Eyeballs and a Flash of Light from Them
N.C. Wyeth
1908
Spent his days browsing in libraries, where he read omnivorously.
Spent his days browsing in libraries, where he read omnivorously.
N.C. Wyeth
1908
His queer shabby clothes, his big stooping frame, his sad black eyes, absent almost to vacancy.
His queer shabby clothes, his big stooping frame, his sad black eyes, absent almost to vacancy.
N.C. Wyeth
1910
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
She clung to his neck, looking up at the hot sky, then closed her eyes, for it seemed that the yellow devils of the flood were on them
She clung to his neck, looking up at the hot sky, then closed her eyes, for it seemed that the yellow devils of the flood were on them
N.C. Wyeth
1913