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Nothing would escape their black, jewel-like, inscrutable eyes.
Nothing would escape their black, jewel-like, inscrutable eyes.
Nothing would escape their black, jewel-like, inscrutable eyes.
(American, 1882 - 1945)

Nothing would escape their black, jewel-like, inscrutable eyes.

Alternate Title(s)
  • The Guardians; War or Peace?
Oil on canvas
1911
46 7/8 × 37 7/8 in. (119.1 × 96.2 cm)
SUPP2000.382
Private collection
Not on view
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
Image Not Available for In ten seconds his gun was leveled in their gaping faces. "Back!" he yelled, his blue eyes black like a maniac's; "fall back!"
In ten seconds his gun was leveled in their gaping faces. "Back!" he yelled, his blue eyes black like a maniac's; "fall back!"
N.C. Wyeth
1917
His queer shabby clothes, his big stooping frame, his sad black eyes, absent almost to vacancy.
His queer shabby clothes, his big stooping frame, his sad black eyes, absent almost to vacancy.
N.C. Wyeth
1910
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
Death of Orlando Orlando fixed his eyes on the hilt of his sword as on a crucifix, and appeared like a creature seraphical and transfigured, and bowing his head, he breathed out his pure soul
Death of Orlando Orlando fixed his eyes on the hilt of his sword as on a crucifix, and appeared like a creature seraphical and transfigured, and bowing his head, he breathed out his pure soul
N.C. Wyeth
1924
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.
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
Plate #31 | Best hasten to cover up your eyes | In case you happen to be scary, | For doubtless it would be unwise | To see the furious Gyro-dary.
Plate #31 | Best hasten to cover up your eyes | In case you happen to be scary, | For doubtless it would be unwise | To see the furious Gyro-dary.
Royal Lacey Scoville
ca. 1915
She was like nothing in his grasp; she could not stir.
She was like nothing in his grasp; she could not stir.
N.C. Wyeth
ca. 1919
Arranged the line of march so that there should be no possibility of escape.
Arranged the line of march so that there should be no possibility of escape.
N.C. Wyeth
1906
Esther's White Arm, Loaded With Jewels, Pointed Towards Haman.
Esther's White Arm, Loaded With Jewels, Pointed Towards Haman.
N.C. Wyeth
1926
Courtesy of The Illustration Gallery
The father kept the children near him, but always young Olaf looked with tragic eyes toward the slope where Padfoot waited.
N.C. Wyeth
1923
Looking longingly into the grey eyes of Peachy the unattainable
Looking longingly into the grey eyes of Peachy the unattainable
N.C. Wyeth
1914