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"Schmeckenbecker faced the mob, gallantly shouting his defiance"
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N.C. Wyeth
(American, 1882 - 1945)
"Schmeckenbecker faced the mob, gallantly shouting his defiance"
Oil on canvas
1903
dimensions unavailable
SUPP2000.2403
known by reproduction only
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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
N.C. Wyeth
1929
He turned and faced the rising sun, the light full on his face.
N.C. Wyeth
1910
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for The unflinching firmness with which he faced his assailants, . . . excited a profound respect in the spectators . . .
The unflinching firmness with which he faced his assailants, . . . excited a profound respect in the spectators . . .
N.C. Wyeth
1925
The Glowing Iron Stick in His Hand, Jesse Turned and Faced Squarely the Spot which Held the Watching Man.
N.C. Wyeth
1906
"He found Schmeckenbecker solemnly throwing dice"
N.C. Wyeth
1903
Treloar slowly descended, shouting aloud to himself.
N.C. Wyeth
1907
"I'm going away," she said in tremulous defiance.
N.C. Wyeth
ca. 1917
"Schmeckenbecker was more amusing than instructive"
N.C. Wyeth
1903
Now he knew--the gods had reserved her for him! He leaped at her like a lion, shouting: "I too have found what I wanted--my share of the wealth of Asia!"
N.C. Wyeth
1931
Matters Were Going Ill With Red-Faced Kim Ki
N.C. Wyeth
1910
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
His queer shabby clothes, his big stooping frame, his sad black eyes, absent almost to vacancy.
N.C. Wyeth
1910
