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As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly, when they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky. So up to the house-top the coursers they flew, with the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too.
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'Now! Dasher, now! Dancer, now! Prancer, and Vixen,'On! Comet, on! Cupid, on! Dunder and Blixem;'To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!'Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!'
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The children were nestled all snug in their beds,while visions of sugar plums danced in their heads.
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His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow, and the beard of his chin was as white as the snow.
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But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight -Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!
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'T was 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. Nicholas soon would be there.
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The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there.
Clement Clarke Moore