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 chimney with
In hopes that St. soon would be there
The children were nestled, all snug in beds
visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads
And in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap
Had just settled our for a long winter's nap

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

The on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of to objects below
When, what to my wondering eyes appear
But a miniature sleigh, and tiny reindeer

With a little old driver, so lively and
I knew in a it must be St. Nick
rapid 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 away! dash away! dash away all!"

As dry that before the wild hurricane fly
When meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky
So up to the the coursers they flew
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 in my hand, and was turning around
Down the chimney St. Nicholas came a bound

He was dressed all in fur, his head to his foot
And his clothes all tarnished with ashes and soot
A bundle of toys he had 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 was drawn up like a bow
And the beard of his chin was as white as the

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

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 twist of his
gave me to know I had nothing to dread

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

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