 "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 knew in a moment it must be St. Nick..." |
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"More rapid than eagles his coursers they came, And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name; "Now, Dasher! Now Dancer! Now, Prancer and Vixent. On, Comet! On, Cupid! On, Donder and Blitzen! To the top of the porch! To the top of the wall! Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!..."
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