Luyện nghe bài hát The Night Before Christmas

'Twas the night Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be
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The children nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in heads;
And in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had settled down for a long winter's nap,
out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the I flew like a flash,
the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon outside was shining on the
And it real bright on the ground below,
When, what to my wondering should appear,
But a sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,
With a little old driver, so and quick,
I knew in a it must be St. Nick.
Faster eagles the reindeer came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and them by name;
"Now, Dasher! Now, Dancer! Now, and Vixen!
On, Comet! On Cupid! On, and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! away all!"
And then, in a twinkling, I on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each hoof.
As I in my hand, and was turning around,
Down the St. Nicholas came with a bound.
He was all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes all tarnished with ashes and soot;
A bundle of toys he had on his back,
And he looked like a peddler opening his pack.
His -- how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was up like a bow,
And the of his chin was as white as the snow;
He had a broad face and a little belly,
That shook, like a of jelly.
He was and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in of myself;
A of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to I had nothing to dread;
He spoke not a word, but went to his work,
And filled all the then turned with a jerk,
And his finger aside of his nose,
And a nod, up the chimney he rose;
He sprang to his sleigh, to his gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he out of sight,
"Happy to all, and to all a good-night."