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A Visit from St. Nicholas by Clement Clarke Moore – Part 1

This is a great Christmas poem to learn Your family will be really impressed!


'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house

Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;

The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,

In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;


The children were nestled all snug in their beds;

While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;

And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,

Had just settled our brains for a long winter's nap,


When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,

I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter.

Away to the window I flew like a flash,

Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.


The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow,

Gave a lustre of midday to objects below,

When what to my wondering eyes did appear,

But a miniature sleigh and eight tiny reindeer,


With a little old driver so lively and quick,

I knew in a moment he must be St. Nick.

More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,

And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name:


"Now Dasher, now Dancer, now Prancer & Vixen.

On Comet, on Cupid, on Donner and Blitzen

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

Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all"


Continued tomorrow

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