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Twas The Night Before
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Twas the night before christmas, all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney care,
In that st nicholas soon would be there.
The children were nestled all in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in heads.
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 from the bed to see was the matter.
Away to the window i like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and up the sash.
The moon on the of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to below.
When, to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and tinny reindeer.
With a old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it be st nick.
More rapid than eagles his they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and them by name!
"now dasher! now, dancer! now, and vixen!
On, comet! on, cupid! on, 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 the wild hurricane fly,
When meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky.
So up to the house-top the they flew,
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 in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney st nicholas with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur, his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all with ashes and soot.
A of toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler, opening his pack.
His eyes-how they twinkled! his how merry!
His cheeks were 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 stump of a pipe he held in his teeth,
And the smoke it his head like a wreath.
He had a broad face and a little belly,
That when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly!
He was chubby and plump, a jolly old elf,
And i laughed when i saw him, in of myself!
A of his eye and a twist of his head,
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 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 gave a whistle,
And they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But i heard him exclaim, 'ere he out of sight,
"happy to all, and to all a good-night!"