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"An' the bridal couple'd be holdin' hands an' gazin' over the spanker-boom at the full moon."
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"An' the bridal couple'd be holdin' hands an' gazin' over the spanker-boom at the full moon."
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N.C. Wyeth
(American, 1882 - 1945)
"An' the bridal couple'd be holdin' hands an' gazin' over the spanker-boom at the full moon."
Oil on canvas
1915
dimensions unavailable
SUPP2000.2010
known by reproduction only
Not on view
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So through the Plymouth woods passed onward the bridal procession
N.C. Wyeth
1920
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
The life-boat pulled away, leaving Randall loyally clinging to the boom of the drifting hulk.
N.C. Wyeth
1923
I ran aft to the clear space abaft the funnel, and there I found the spiggoties shtandin', holdin' a council av war. I fired into the thick av them and had five av them down when that thievin' engineer come sneakin' up behind me and shtruck me on the back av the head wit' a monkey wrench
N.C. Wyeth
1914
Memgumban, back in the steamy hills, was unhappy. The hills were sadly unimproved real estate. Trees full of pythons, jungles swarming with nasty little hill dwarfs who blew poisoned arrows at you as a pasttime.
N.C. Wyeth
1919
He turned and faced the rising sun, the light full on his face.
N.C. Wyeth
1910
Captain Tennant
Sturdy, composed, unhurried, he stood on the top step in the full uniform of an officer of the line. Behind him Hoddin, uniformed as well, locked the door.
N.C. Wyeth
1928
Behind Simpson's dead-mule barricade we made ready for attack from the circling redskins. The carcases were soon stuck full of arrows, and Woods was winged in the shoulder.
N.C. Wyeth
1916
When the moon arose there was silhouetted across its face the dusky figure of a war-bonneted Sioux, rifle at shoulder, aiming at one of our party. Raising my gun I fired, and the brave came crashing down the bank.
N.C. Wyeth
1916
I found him sitting out under the moon, smoking a cheroot as usual.
N.C. Wyeth
1911
The Half Moon in the Hudson (decoration in three panels)
N.C. Wyeth
1924
"There Stood a Figure Beneath the Moon!"
N.C. Wyeth
1924