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I hear you reproach, "But delay was best, For their end was a crime.
I held it truth, with him who sings To one clear harp in divers tones, That men may rise on stepping-stones Of their dead selves to higher things.
-- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- In Memoriam...
I hereby sentence you to live in Blythe, California in a house with an airpad cooler, until you are dead, or wish you were.
-- From HONKEYTONK SUE...
I hit a bus stop sign which was obscured by people.
I hit the CTRL key but I'm still not in control!
I hit the Fire Elemental with my wood staff. -- Famous Last Word
I Hit the Wall: Isadore There
I hit you, you hit me, we're all bruised so ba-aaad-ly.
I hold a mouses wit not worth a leke, That hath but on hole for to sterten to.
-- Geoffrey Chaucer (1328-1400) -- The Wif of Bathes Prologue, Line 6154...
I hold every man a debtor to his professio
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