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While the Arab, majestic in all his attitudes, smoked dreamily over his coffee-cup.
While the Arab, majestic in all his attitudes, smoked dreamily over his coffee-cup.
While the Arab, majestic in all his attitudes, smoked dreamily over his coffee-cup.
(American, 1882 - 1945)

While the Arab, majestic in all his attitudes, smoked dreamily over his coffee-cup.

Wash
1912
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The Assyrians had camped on the plains beyond the walls, and the whole city was paralyzed with fear. Only Isaiah was unterrified. In majestic calm he stood and hurled his defiance at the enemy
The Assyrians had camped on the plains beyond the walls, and the whole city was paralyzed with fear. Only Isaiah was unterrified. In majestic calm he stood and hurled his defiance at the enemy
N.C. Wyeth
1929
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
Ten thousand dollars! Why, even one thousand dollars would keep him clothed, housed and fed for the few remaining years of his life and there would be enough left over to keep his old body out of Potter's Field. His hands trembled and the white fire of the diamonds flashed more temptingly.
Ten thousand dollars! Why, even one thousand dollars would keep him clothed, housed and fed for the few remaining years of his life and there would be enough left over to keep his old body out of Potter's Field. His hands trembled and the white fire of the diamonds flashed more temptingly.
N.C. Wyeth
1914
From his place at the farther side of the cafe, the shabby stranger looked on with furtive intentness.
From his place at the farther side of the cafe, the shabby stranger looked on with furtive intentness.
N.C. Wyeth
1912
Plate #1 | While nodding in his hard old chair | Tom Tompkins had a dream most shocking. | The Wizard Tumblebug came there | And frightened him with laughter mocking.
Plate #1 | While nodding in his hard old chair | Tom Tompkins had a dream most shocking. | The Wizard Tumblebug came there | And frightened him with laughter mocking.
Royal Lacey Scoville
ca. 1915
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
Hugging his shield, de Spain threw his second shot over Sandusky's left shoulder.
Hugging his shield, de Spain threw his second shot over Sandusky's left shoulder.
N.C. Wyeth
1915
Image Not Available for The Fight on the Bridge Orlando at last had strength enough to lift his foe and fling him over the side, but had not wit to clear himself from him, so both fell together
The Fight on the Bridge
Orlando at last had strength enough to lift his foe and fling him over the side, but had not wit to clear himself from him, so both fell together
N.C. Wyeth
1924
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
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
On the Sea Wall with John Paul Jones For a long moment Paul Jones gazed out over the crowded shipping, down the long narrow harbor, out to the open water. He whistled dolefully between his teeth
On the Sea Wall with John Paul Jones
For a long moment Paul Jones gazed out over the crowded shipping, down the long narrow harbor, out to the open water. He whistled dolefully between his teeth
N.C. Wyeth
1928
A Cloud Of Dust Poured Over Him, He Lashed Down Wildly. After That There Was Nothing But Spinning Haze In Which He and His Saddle Rocked and Spun....
A Cloud Of Dust Poured Over Him, He Lashed Down Wildly. After That There Was Nothing But Spinning Haze In Which He and His Saddle Rocked and Spun....
N.C. Wyeth
1925
The Murderer of Roy Campbell of Glenure At that the murderer gave a little, quick look over his shoulder, and began to run
The Murderer of Roy Campbell of Glenure
At that the murderer gave a little, quick look over his shoulder, and began to run
N.C. Wyeth
1913