'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 hopes that St. Nicholas would be there The children were nestled, all in their beds While visions of sugar-plums in their heads And in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap Had just settled our brains for a winter's nap
When out on the lawn there arose a clatter I sprang from the bed to see was the matter Away to the window I flew like a Tore open the shutters and threw up the
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen the lustre of mid-day to objects below When, what to my wondering 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 than eagles his coursers they 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 dash away! away! dash away all!"
As dry leaves that before the hurricane fly When they meet an obstacle, mount to the sky So up to the house-top the coursers they With the full of toys, and St. Nicholas too
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the The and pawing of each little hoof As I drew in my hand, and was around Down the chimney St. came with a bound
He was dressed all in fur, his head to his foot And his clothes were all with ashes and soot A bundle of he had flung on his back And he like a peddler just opening his pack
His eyes, how twinkled! his dimples, how merry! His cheeks were like roses, his like a cherry! His droll mouth was drawn up like a bow And the beard of his chin was as as the snow
The stump of a he held tight in his teeth And the smoke, it encircled his head a wreath He had a broad and a little round belly That shook, when he like a bowlful of jelly
He was chubby and plump, a right old elf And I laughed I saw him, in spite of myself A wink of his eye and a twist of his Soon gave me to know I had to dread
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his And filled all the stockings, turned with a jerk And laying his aside of his nose And a nod, up the chimney he rose
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a And away they all flew like the down of a But I him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight "Happy to all, and to all a good-night"