bloodless

My bloodleſſe bodie waxeth chill and colde,

And with my blood my life ſlides through my wound,

My ſoule begins to take her flight to hell,

And ſummones all my ſences to depart: […]

a bloodless conquest; a bloodless coup d'état; a bloodless revolution; a bloodless victory

Those Philharmonic subscribers who considered Guest Conductor Igor Stravinsky too bloodless and ascetic […] last week found his successor, Georges Enesco, more to their taste.