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A Visit From Saint Nicholas

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A Visit From Saint Nicholas

        'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
        Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
        The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
        In hopes that Saint Nicholas soon would be there.
        The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
        While visions of sugarplums danced in their heads;
        And mamma in her kerchief, and I in my cap,
        Had just settled our brains for a long winter's nap -
        When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter
        I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter.
        Away to the window I flew like a flash,
        Tore open the shutter, and threw up the sash.
        The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
        Gave a lustre of midday to objects below;
        When what to my wondering eyes should appear
        But a miniature sleigh and eight tiny reindeer,
        With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
        I knew in a moment it must be Saint Nick!
        More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
        And he whistled and shouted and called them by name.
        "Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!
        On, Comet! on, Cupid! on, Donder and Blitzen! -
        To the top of the porch, to the top of the wall,
        Now, dash away, dash away, dash away all!"
        As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
        When they meet with an obstacle mount to the sky,
        So, up to the housetop the coursers they flew,
        With a sleigh full of toys -- and Saint Nicholas, too.
        And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
        The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
        As I drew in my head and was turning around,
        Down the chimney Saint Nicholas came with a bound:
        He was dressed all in fur from his head to his foot
        And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot:
        A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
        And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.
        His eyes, how they twinkled! his dimples, how merry!
        His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry;
        His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
        And the beard on his chill was as white as the snow.
        The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
        And the smoke, it encircled his head like a wreath.
        He had a broad face and a little round belly
        That shook, when he laughed, like a bowl full of jelly.
        He was chubby and plump -- a right jolly old elf:
        And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
        A wink of his eye, and a twist of his head,
        Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.
        He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work
        And filled all the stockings: then turned with a jerk,
        And laying his finger aside of his nose,
        And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose.
        He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
        And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
        But I heard him exclaim, ere they drove out of sight,
        "Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!"
                                        Clement Moore

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