"Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the houseNot a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,In hopes that St.
Bạn đang xem: A visit from stNicholas 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, và 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 the bed to see what was the matter.Away to the window I flew like a flash,Tore open the shutters & threw up the sash.The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow Gave the lustre of mid-day to lớn objects below,When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,But a miniature sleigh, và eight tiny reindeer, With a little old driver, so lively and quick,I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,And he whistled, và shouted, and called them by name;"Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer & Vixen!On, Comet! on, Cupid! on, Donder and Blitzen!To the top of the porch! to lớn the vị trí cao nhất of the wall!Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,When they meet with an obstacle, mount lớn the sky;So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,With the sleigh full of Toys, và St.
Clement Clarke Moore was born on July 15, 1779, in thủ đô new york City. He was the author of Poems (Barlett và Welford, 1844), which included the poem “A Visit from St. Nicholas.”