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The poem by clement clarke5/22/2023 ![]() ![]() So up to the housetop the coursers they flew When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!”Īs leaves that before the wild hurricane fly, To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall! On, Comet! on, Cupid! on, Donner 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 did appear,īut a miniature sleigh and eight tiny rein-deer, Gave a lustre of midday 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 my 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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