Continued from yesterday
'As leaves that before the wild hurricane fly
When they meet with an obstacle mount to the sky
So up to the housetop the coursers they flew
With the sleigh full of toys and St Nicholas too.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back
And he looked like a pedlar just opening his pack.
His eyes—how they twinkled! his dimples, how merry
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard on his chin was as white as the snow;
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke, it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and a little round belly
That shook when he laughed, like a bowl full of jelly.
Continued tomorrow
Have you managed to learn any of the words yet?
It‛s quite an achievement to learn it all by heart!