Luyện nghe bài hát The Night Before Christmas

Twas the before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were by the chimney with care,
In that St. Nicholas soon would be there.

The children nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of danced in their heads.
And in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a long nap.

out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the I flew like a flash,
open the shutters and threw up the sash.

The moon on the of the new-fallen snow
Gave the luster of mid-day to below.
When, to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and tinny reindeer.

With a old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it be St Nick.
rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and them by name!

"Now Dasher! now, Dancer! now, and Vixen!
On, Comet! On, Cupid! on, on and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! away! Dash away all!"

As dry leaves before the wild hurricane fly,
they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky.
So up to the the coursers they flew,
the sleigh full of Toys, and St Nicholas too.

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the
The prancing and pawing of little hoof.
As I in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St came with a bound.

He was dressed all in fur, his head to his foot,
And his were all tarnished with ashes and soot.
A of Toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked a peddler, just opening his pack.

His eyes-how twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up a bow,
And the beard of his was as white as the snow.

The stump of a pipe he tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it his head like a wreath.
He had a broad face and a round belly,
That shook when he laughed, like a of jelly!

He was chubby and plump, a jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in of myself!
A wink of his eye and a of his head,
gave me to know I had nothing to dread.

He spoke not a word, but went to his work,
And filled all the stockings, then with a jerk.
And laying his finger of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the he rose!

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team a whistle,
And away they all like the down of a thistle.
But I him exclaim, 'ere he drove out of sight,
"Happy to all, and to all a good-night!"