Luyện nghe bài hát The Night Before Christmas

'Twas the night before Christmas, 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 snug in their
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their
And in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap
Had just settled our brains for a winter's nap

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

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

With a little old driver, so and quick
I in a moment it must be St. Nick
More rapid than 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, and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now away! dash away! dash away all!"

As dry leaves before the wild hurricane fly
When they with an obstacle, mount to the sky
So up to the house-top the coursers they
With the sleigh of toys, and St. Nicholas 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, from his head to his
And his were all tarnished with ashes and soot
A bundle of toys he had flung on his
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 little mouth was drawn up like a bow
And the beard of his was as white as the snow

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

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

He spoke not a word, but went 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 chimney he

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