tintless

When depressed, the very hue of his face seemed more dusk than when he smiled, and to-day cheek and forehead wore their most tintless and sober olive.

Shirley, by Charlotte Bronte 2004

The sun even rose, at least a white disc, clear, tintless, and almost chill-looking as ice, peeped over the dark crest of a hill, changed to silver the livid edge of the cloud above it, and looked solemnly down the whole length of the den, or narrow dale, to whose strait bounds we are at present limited.

Shirley, by Charlotte Bronte 2004

I made myself gardener of some tintless flowers that grew between its closely-ranked shrubs; I cleared away the relics of past autumns, choking up a rustic seat at the far end.

Villette 2003

The elder was grey and tintless as her life, -- harsh wisdom wrung from sad experience ever on lips thin and tight, as though from habitually repressing every desire.

Bluebell A Novel Mrs. George Croft Huddleston

The sunlight was pure that morning, powerful, tintless, the true wine of life for body or spirit.

The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 08, No. 50, December, 1861 Various

When Hitty Hyde was twenty-six, her blue eyes were full of sorrow and patience, when the shy lids let their legend be read; the little mouth had become pale, and the corners drooped; her cheek, too, was tintless, though yet round; nothing but the beautiful hair lasted; even grace was gone, so long had she stooped over her father.

The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 04, No. 22, August, 1859 Various

It appeared to contain pure sparkling water, but the liquor it held was knock-out whisky, a tintless drink of exceeding potency, above proof.

The Dop Doctor Richard Dehan 1897

A little tinge of color crept over Julia's tintless face as she told

The Doctor's Dilemma Hesba Stretton 1871

The sunlight was pure that morning, powerful, tintless, the true wine of life for body or spirit.

Margret Howth, a Story of To-day Rebecca Harding Davis 1870

The sunlight was pure that morning, powerful, tintless, the true wine of life for body or spirit.

Margret Howth: A Story of To-Day 1862