Luyện nghe bài hát The Night Before Christmas

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

The were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in 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 from the bed to see was the matter.
Away to the I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and up the sash.

The on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the luster of to objects below.
When, what to my wondering should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight reindeer.

a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it be St Nick.
More 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 that before the wild fly,
they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky.
So up to the the coursers they flew,
With the full of Toys, and St Nicholas too.

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

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

His they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks 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 encircled his head a wreath.
He had a broad face and a little belly,
shook when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly!

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

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

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