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- bill Somebody told me that his name was Bill Da doo ron-ron-ron, Da doo ron-ron Yeah, my heart stood still Yes, his name was Bill – Da Doo Ron Ron by Unknown Author
- chill And it lay on my heart like a stone . . . as chill. --The sun may shine out as much as he will: – Runaway Slave at Pilgrim's Point, The by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
- dill She realized that she had rather liked Daffingdon Dill all along and had secretly been hoping that he and Virgilia would hit it off.
- fill within her cage, but singes and feeds her fill. There pride dare not approch, nor discord spill – Sonnet LXV by Edmund Spenser
- gill Toward the end of 1874 Jovellanos was succeeded by Gill, and by 1876 the country was finally enjoying peace and freedom from foreign control.
- hall Like as my parlour, so my hall And kitchen's small; – A THANKSGIVING TO GOD, FOR HIS HOUSE by Robert Herrick
- hill And Titan on the eastern hill Retires himself, or else stands still – Corinna's Going A-Maying by Robert Herrick
- hills In the moonlight the shepherds, Soft lull'd by the rills, Lie wrapt in their blankets, Asleep on the hills. – Song of Callicles, The by Matthew Arnold
- hilly It must, however, be remembered that they also come from rain-water, and that in hilly or broken regions the source of that rain water may be the surface of the ground only a few hundred yards up the hill or mountain, and impurities there may affect it.
- hilt He took long, dignified steps, and held one hand on the jewelled hilt of his sword, with his elbows stuck out at right angles to his body; his head was thrown back proudly and his nostrils dilated with appropriate scorn.
- hull We were schooner rigged and rakish with a long and lissome hull And we flew the pretty colors of the crossbones and the skull – Ballad Of Jon Silver by Real McKenzies
- ill Now that I am old and ill, Turns into a question till – The Man And The Echo by William Butler Yeats
- mill We banged the tins, and bawled the hymns, And sweated on the mill: But in the heart of every man Terror was lying still. – The Ballad Of Reading Gaol by Oscar Wilde
- pill I only crave the sugar on the pill I hope that you will – Trust Me by barenaked ladies
- rill Then, while I wandered where the huddling rill Brightens with water-breaks the hollow ghyll – An Evening Walk, Addressed to a Young Lady by William Wordsworth
- sill And kisses the roses round my window sill Then my heart fills with gladness when I hear the trill – Mockin' Bird Hill by George Jones
- till Thereat this passionate protesting Meekly changed, and softened till It sank to sad requesting And suggesting sadder still: – The Symphony by Sidney Lanier
- will Blew such a thrilling summons to my will, Yet could not shake it; Made my tost heart its very life-blood spill, Yet could not break it. – Voice, The by Matthew Arnold
- Jill Is there a Jill Who'd like a thrill? – Don't Ask by Unknown Author
- all by ones self