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A VISIT FROM ST. NICHOLAS

Project Gutenberg EPUB3 edition Mabie, Hamilton Wright, Forbush, William Byron, and Hale, Edward Everett
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'T was the night before Christmas, when all through the house
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Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
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The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
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In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
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The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
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While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;
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And mamma in her kerchief, and I in my cap,
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Had just settled our brains for a long winter's nap,—
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When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
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I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter.
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Away to the window I flew like a flash,
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Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
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The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
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Gave a lustre of midday to objects below;
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When what to my wondering eyes should appear,
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But a miniature sleigh and eight tiny reindeer,
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With a little old driver, so lively and quick
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I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
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More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
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And he whistled and shouted, and called them by name;
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"Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!
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On, Comet! on, Cupid, on, Donder and Blitzen!
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To the top of the porch, to the top of the wall!
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Now dash away, dash away, dash away all!"
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As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
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When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,
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So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
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With the sleigh full of toys,—and St. Nicholas too.
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And then in a twinkling I heard on the roof
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The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
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As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
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Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.
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He was dressed all in fur from his head to his foot,
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And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
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A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
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And he looked like a pedler just opening his pack.
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His eyes how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
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His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry;
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His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
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And the beard on his chin was as white as the snow.

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Childhood's Favorites and Fairy Stories The Young Folks Treasury, Volume 1, Project Gutenberg eBook #19993

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