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In the fork, like a mastheaded seaman, there stood a man in a green tabard, spying far and wide
In the fork, like a mastheaded seaman, there stood a man in a green tabard, spying far and wide
In the fork, like a mastheaded seaman, there stood a man in a green tabard, spying far and wide
(American, 1882 - 1945)

In the fork, like a mastheaded seaman, there stood a man in a green tabard, spying far and wide

Alternate Title(s)
  • The Man in the Green Tabard
Oil on canvas
1916
40 × 32 1/8 in. (101.6 × 81.6 cm)
SUPP2000.342
The Andrew and Betsy Wyeth Collection
Not on view
The Passing of Robin Hood Leaning heavily against Little John's sobbing breast, Robin Hood flew his last arrow out through the window, far away into the deep green of the trees.
The Passing of Robin Hood Leaning heavily against Little John's sobbing breast, Robin Hood flew his last arrow out through the window, far away into the deep green of the trees.
N.C. Wyeth
1917
"I stood like one thunderstruck, or as if I had seen an apparition"
"I stood like one thunderstruck, or as if I had seen an apparition"
N.C. Wyeth
1920
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
"On waking he found himself on the green knoll whence he had first seen the old man of the glen"
"On waking he found himself on the green knoll whence he had first seen the old man of the glen"
N.C. Wyeth
1921
Image Not Available for Untitled (study of a figure using a pitch fork; study of hands holding a pitchfork)
Untitled (study of a figure using a pitch fork; study of hands holding a pitchfork)
N.C. Wyeth
not dated
While the soldiers pressed for a closer view, and a thrill of expectancy ran through them all, Jehoiada led Joash out from behind the pillar. A trembling little fellow, a wondering, wide-eyed lad, but a son of the line of David, every inch a king!
While the soldiers pressed for a closer view, and a thrill of expectancy ran through them all, Jehoiada led Joash out from behind the pillar. A trembling little fellow, a wondering, wide-eyed lad, but a son of the line of David, every inch a king!
N.C. Wyeth
1929
Far Off a Voice Said, "All Right, Slim, Hop Him!" Then There Were Dim Cries of "Sock It to Him! . . ."
Far Off a Voice Said, "All Right, Slim, Hop Him!" Then There Were Dim Cries of "Sock It to Him! . . ."
N.C. Wyeth
1925
Jonathan shot, as he walked along, and the boy, running ahead, picked up the arrows and brought them back. And when they were out of sight of the court, they went toward a rock named Ezel, accessible from the wilderness and not far from the road. There David had hidden, straining his ears for the words that might mean life or death
Jonathan shot, as he walked along, and the boy, running ahead, picked up the arrows and brought them back. And when they were out of sight of the court, they went toward a rock named Ezel, accessible from the wilderness and not far from the road. There David had hidden, straining his ears for the words that might mean life or death
N.C. Wyeth
1929
At Queen's Ferry And the spirit of all that I beheld put me in thoughts of far voyages and foreign places
At Queen's Ferry
And the spirit of all that I beheld put me in thoughts of far voyages and foreign places
N.C. Wyeth
1913
He turned over and crawled around back of the bush, trying to make a wide circle around the fire. The bullets followed him
He turned over and crawled around back of the bush, trying to make a wide circle around the fire. The bullets followed him
N.C. Wyeth
1912
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 The Topaz, with all sails set, was now far out
The Topaz, with all sails set, was now far out
N.C. Wyeth
1940