Luyện nghe bài hát 'Twas The Night Before Christmas

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

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

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

The moon on the breast of the snow,
Gave the of mid-day to objects below,
what to my wondering eye should appear,
But a miniature sleigh and eight reindeer.

With a little old driver, so and quick,
I knew in a moment it be St. Nick.
rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he and shouted, and called them 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 full of toys and St. too.
And then, in a twinkling, I on the roof,
The prancing and pawing of little hoof.

As I in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney he with 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 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 like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the on his chin was as white as the snow.

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

He had a broad face and a little belly,
That shook when he laughed, like a bowl 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 of his head,
Soon me to know I had nothing to dread.

He spoke not a but went straight to his work,
And all the stockings, then turned with a jerk,
And laying his aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the he rose.

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

Chrisrmas to all and to all a good night