Luyện nghe bài hát The Night Before Christmas

'Twas the night before Christmas, all through the house
Not a was stirring, not even a mouse
The stockings were by the chimney with care
In hopes St. Nicholas soon would be there
The children were nestled, all in their beds
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their
And in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap
Had settled our brains for a long winter's nap

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

The moon on the of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to below
When, what to my wondering eyes should
But a miniature sleigh, and tiny reindeer

a little old driver, so lively and quick
I knew in a moment it must be St.
More than eagles his coursers they came
And he whistled, and shouted, and called by name

"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 leaves that before the wild fly
When they meet with an obstacle, to the sky
So up to the house-top the coursers flew
With the sleigh of toys, and St. Nicholas too

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

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

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

The stump of a pipe he tight in his teeth
And the smoke, it encircled his head like a
He had a broad face and a little round
That shook, he laughed like a bowlful of jelly

He was and plump, a right jolly old elf
And I when I saw him, in spite of myself
A of his eye and a twist of his head
Soon gave me to I had nothing to dread

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

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