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The lightning blazed out flash upon flash and set the castle on fire
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N.C. Wyeth
(American, 1882 - 1945)
The lightning blazed out flash upon flash and set the castle on fire
Alternate Title(s)
Satan
Oil on canvas
1916
40 1/4 × 32 1/4 in. (102.2 × 81.9 cm)
SUPP2000.263
Private collection, Arkansas
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Up and down went the long, shining blades with flash of sparks at every parry.
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1922
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There was a flash of circling steel, a report, and the little Sheriff crumpled up like a jackrabbit
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1909
In a single flash four paddles struck the water, and the two canoes shot bow and bow up the stream
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ca. 1911
The Brushwood Folk and the Castle of Villefranche High and strong the chateau, lowly and weak the brushwood hut, but God help the seigneur and his lady when the men of the brushwood set their hands to the work of revenge!
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The Indian Longthought
"All night they drum, and never cease until the Sun, the Bloody Hunter, sets the hills on fire"
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1928
"- and then he kneeled down again, kissed the ground, and taking me by the foot, set my foot upon his head"
N.C. Wyeth
1920
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
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for The Topaz, with all sails set, was now far out
The Topaz, with all sails set, was now far out
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And Lawless, keeping half a step in front of his companion and holding his head forward like a hunting-dog upon the scent, . . . studied out their path
N.C. Wyeth
1916
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.
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1914
The Wrestling Match at the "Pied Merlin"
It would have been hard that night, through the whole length of England, to set up a finer pair in face of each other.
N.C. Wyeth
1922