Luyện nghe bài hát The Night Before Christmas

'Twas the before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a
The stockings were hung by the with care
In hopes that St. soon would be there
The children were nestled, all 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

When out on the lawn there arose such a
I sprang the bed to see what was the matter
Away to the window I flew like a
Tore open the shutters and up the sash

The on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects
When, what to my eyes should appear
But a sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer

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

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

As dry that before the wild hurricane fly
When they meet with an obstacle, to the sky
So up to the house-top the coursers they
With the sleigh full of toys, and St. too

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the
The prancing and of each little hoof
As I drew in my hand, and was turning
Down the St. Nicholas came with a bound

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

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 chin was as as the snow

The of a pipe he held tight in his teeth
And the smoke, it encircled his like a wreath
He had a broad and a little round belly
shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly

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

He spoke not a word, but straight to his work
And filled all the stockings, then turned with a
And his finger aside of his nose
And a nod, up the chimney he rose

He sprang to his sleigh, to his gave 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"