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As I turned I saw her kneeling there, her hair all about her face, with her hands stretched out to me: and then I walked blindly away into the long grass of the marsh
As I turned I saw her kneeling there, her hair all about her face, with her hands stretched out to me: and then I walked blindly away into the long grass of the marsh
As I turned I saw her kneeling there, her hair all about her face, with her hands stretched out to me: and then I walked blindly away into the long grass of the marsh
(American, 1882 - 1945)

As I turned I saw her kneeling there, her hair all about her face, with her hands stretched out to me: and then I walked blindly away into the long grass of the marsh

Alternate Title(s)
  • "I must think!" I said. "Let me be!"
Oil on canvas
1921
40 × 25 in. (101.6 × 63.5 cm)
SUPP2000.1816
Private collection, Cambridge, MA
Not on view
I turned cold as I thought of her playing with her doll while I had been out on the prairie laying poison plots against her innocence, her trust in me
I turned cold as I thought of her playing with her doll while I had been out on the prairie laying poison plots against her innocence, her trust in me
N.C. Wyeth
1921
And there, quite close to him, was Elizabeth among her ladies, in a dressing gown, unpainted, without her wig, her gray hair hanging in wisps about her face, and her eyes starting from her head.
And there, quite close to him, was Elizabeth among her ladies, in a dressing gown, unpainted, without her wig, her gray hair hanging in wisps about her face, and her eyes starting from her head.
N.C. Wyeth
1928
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."
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
The Termagant Throwing back her light vestment, she stretched forth her long skinny arm, in derision
The Termagant Throwing back her light vestment, she stretched forth her long skinny arm, in derision
N.C. Wyeth
1919
Before me sat the Virgin Queen of Balkh; with a shock I realized that her face was wholly unveiled.
Before me sat the Virgin Queen of Balkh; with a shock I realized that her face was wholly unveiled.
N.C. Wyeth
1923
"Take Me Back--Inside," Alice Said to the Man Who Had Her in His Arms. "I Feel Cold Here."
"Take Me Back--Inside," Alice Said to the Man Who Had Her in His Arms. "I Feel Cold Here."
N.C. Wyeth
1908
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
The Mother of John Paul Jones A woman's drawn, sad face appeared at the door; she picked up the package, weighed it in her hand, then despite her years, shouted with extraordinary vigor at the fleeing youngster
The Mother of John Paul Jones
A woman's drawn, sad face appeared at the door; she picked up the package, weighed it in her hand, then despite her years, shouted with extraordinary vigor at the fleeing youngster
N.C. Wyeth
1928
Now he knew--the gods had reserved her for him! He leaped at her like a lion, shouting: "I too have found what I wanted--my share of the wealth of Asia!"
Now he knew--the gods had reserved her for him! He leaped at her like a lion, shouting: "I too have found what I wanted--my share of the wealth of Asia!"
N.C. Wyeth
1931
I took her in my arms and held her.
I took her in my arms and held her.
N.C. Wyeth
1906
I jumped down into the stream and caught her in my arms as she was losing her hold
I jumped down into the stream and caught her in my arms as she was losing her hold
N.C. Wyeth
1921
I remember how Rowena looked back at us, as the Gowdy buggy went off like the wind, with Buck's arm behind the girl to keep her from jouncing out
I remember how Rowena looked back at us, as the Gowdy buggy went off like the wind, with Buck's arm behind the girl to keep her from jouncing out
N.C. Wyeth
1921