Then I shall believe him guiltless; till then, I hold him but the creature and tool of Lydia.
"The Silent House" by Fergus Hume
He may be guiltless of this: it is only a suspicion still.
"Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, Volume 22. October, 1878." by Various
David answered by laughing outright, a pleasant sound, not guiltless of a suggestion of sleep, a laugh of good nature that refuses to abdicate.
"The Emigrant Trail" by Geraldine Bonner
They are never anarchists; they are guiltless of the so-called "black hand" letters.
"Aliens or Americans?" by Howard B. Grose
He felt guiltless, but he was not sure of it, and until he was sure he could not be free in mind.
"The Young Pitcher" by Zane Grey
In England, if a murderer is caught red-handed over his victim, he is held guiltless until the judge sentences him.
"The Triumphs of Eugène Valmont" by Robert Barr
For if Louis can be the subject of an action, Louis may be pronounced guiltless.
"The French Revolution" by R. M. Johnston
Guiltless thus am I put to pine, Not for my sin, man, but for thine.
"Everyman and Other Old Religious Plays, with an Introduction" by Anonymous
She, therefore, is guiltless.
"The Head Voice and Other Problems" by D. A. Clippinger
Do not thou hold him guiltless.
"Apologia pro Vita Sua" by John Henry Newman
"But trust me, Percy, pittye it were,
And great offence, to kill
Any of these our guiltlesse men,
For they have done no ill.
"The More Modern Ballad of Chevy Chace" by Anonymous British
Let judgment not against me pass;
Behold, thy servant pleads thy grace:
Should justice call us to thy bar,
No man alive is guiltless there.
"Psalm 143" by Isaac Watts
Reflect, my dear, thou art not sure
Thy life shall, through this day, endure : As guiltless let it then be past,
As if it were to be thy last.
"Advice To A Youth" by Rees Prichard
For Christ will not permit that any guest
Shou'd e'er partake of his celestial feast,
Who has not a sincere and guiltless mind,
That is in charity with all mankind.
"A Preparation For The Holy Communion" by Rees Prichard
He is the guiltless Lamb, which in their ire
The Jews erst slew, Jehovah's gracious Heir!
The wish of nations, and the world's desire!
Our only joy and solace in despair!
"Adam's Race" by Rees Prichard
How sweet that smile, unknown to ev'ry art,
Inspir'd by innocence, and peace, and joy!
How pure the transports of thy guiltless heart,
Which yet no fears alarm, no cares annoy!
"To Miss âˆ—âˆ—âˆ—âˆ—," by Jane Bowdler