Brandywine
Conservancy
Museum
of
Art
Search
Search
Brandywine River Museum of Art
Expand Mobile Search
Search
Search
Menu
Visit
Hours & Admission
Directions
Tours & Groups
Millstone Café
Museum Shop
Visiting with Children
Entertaining
Accessibility
Exhibitions
Current Exhibitions
Upcoming Exhibitions
Past Exhibitions
Collections
About
Historic Artists' Studios
Staff Directory
Jobs & Internships
Museum Blog
Connect With Us
Extended Wyeth Family of Artists
Museum Campus
Support
Events
Breadcrumb
eMuseum
Works
We all listened breathless even after the last chord of it had ceased to throb.
Skip to main content
Expand
Favorite
View PDF
Images(2)
We all listened breathless even after the last chord of it had ceased to throb.
Previous
Next
Images(2)
N.C. Wyeth
(American, 1882 - 1945)
We all listened breathless even after the last chord of it had ceased to throb.
Oil on canvas
1913
25 × 34 in. (63.5 × 86.4 cm)
SUPP2000.667
Private collection
Not on view
Discover More
We were three days taking out even what gold and gems we could load on ourselves and our beasts, the treasure of three queens' pardons
N.C. Wyeth
ca. 1922
"Can't we even stay friends?" he pleaded.
N.C. Wyeth
1911
"I've seen him ride broncs that had piled the best of them, and as for roping--even the Mexican vaqueros have had to hand it to him more than once"
N.C. Wyeth
1925
He Even Asked If It Would Be All Right To Retain His Pipe And Tobacco
N.C. Wyeth
1905
My confusion, I think, derived from my complete unfamiliarity with this sort of thing. I sat breathless, watching the strange exotic creature before me
N.C. Wyeth
1923
"I remember," writes Buffalo Bill, "the next day father began trading with the Indians, who were so pleased over the bargins we offered that they sent their friends back to us after they cantered away."
N.C. Wyeth
1916
"And Jan felt the throb and pulse of a giant life under him--" (Collier's Weekly, cover illustration)
N.C. Wyeth
ca. 1911
After their manner, they had turned their tails to the wind, and were drifting ahead of the storm.
N.C. Wyeth
1908
A little after midnight, Jesus and his disciples came down the stair and went out. Mark got up and followed. He had heard rumors of plots and schemes, and he was curious to know what would happen next
N.C. Wyeth
1929
The Parting
For we both knew without a word said that we had come to where our ways parted
N.C. Wyeth
1913
"And will you stay on--after last night?"
N.C. Wyeth
ca. 1915
For what, after all, were they fishing?
N.C. Wyeth
1905
