To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall! On, Comet! on, Cupid! on, Donder and Blitzen! "Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen! More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,Īnd he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name: With a little old driver, so lively and quick, When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,īut a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer, Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below, The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash. I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter. When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, Had just settled our brains for a long winter's nap, While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads Īnd mamma in her kerchief, and I in my cap, The children were nestled all snug in their beds, The stockings were hung by the chimney with care Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse 'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
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