´Twas the night before Christmas.
     The night before Christmas.     VIDEO.     'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house   Not 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;      The children were nestled all snug in their beds,    While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;    And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,    Had just settled down 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 and threw up the sash.      The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow   Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,    When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,    But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,      With a little old driver, so lively and quick,    I...
