Luyện nghe bài hát 'Twas The Night Before Christmas

Twas the night before Christmas, all through the house,
Not a was stirring, not even a mouse.
The were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes St. Nicholas soon would be there.

And in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had settled down for a long winter's nap.

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

The moon on the of the new-fallen snow,
Gave the of mid-day to objects below,
When what to my wondering eye appear,
But a miniature sleigh and tiny reindeer.

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

Now, Dasher! Now, Dancer! Now Prancer, and Vixen!
On Comet! On Cupid! On and Blitzen!

To the top of the porch!To the top of the wall!

Now dash away! Dash away, dash all!

So up to the house-top the they flew,
With the sleigh of toys and St. Nicholas too.
And then, in a twinkling, I on the roof,
The prancing and of each little hoof.

As I in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney he came a bound.

He was all in fur, from 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 just opening his pack.

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

The of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the it encircled his head like a wreath.

He had a broad face and a little belly,
That when he laughed, like a bowl full of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, a jolly old elf,
And I laughed I saw him, in spite of myself.

A wink of his eye and a of his head,
Soon gave me to 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 a nod, up the chimney he rose.

He to his sleigh to his team gave a whistle,
And they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I him exclaim, as he drove out of sight,

Chrisrmas to all and to all a good night