{"id":27803,"date":"2022-12-23T00:40:25","date_gmt":"2022-12-23T05:40:25","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/lakelandgazette.info\/news\/?p=27803"},"modified":"2022-12-10T00:47:24","modified_gmt":"2022-12-10T05:47:24","slug":"twas-the-night-before-christmas","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lakelandgazette.info\/news\/2022\/12\/23\/twas-the-night-before-christmas\/","title":{"rendered":"&#8216;Twas the Night Before Christmas"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">By Clement Clarke Moore<\/p>\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-image\">\n<figure class=\"aligncenter size-full is-resized\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1110px) 100vw, 1110px\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/lakelandgazette.info\/news\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/12\/il_794xN.4314079832_5n4a.webp?resize=457%2C326&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-27804\" width=\"457\" height=\"326\"\/><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">&#8216;Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house<br>Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;<br>The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,<br>In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The children were nestled all snug in their beds,<br>While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;<br>And mamma in her &#8216;kerchief, and I in my cap,<br>Had just settled down for a long winter&#8217;s nap,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,<br>I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.<br>Away to the window I flew like a flash,<br>Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow<br>Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,<br>When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,<br>But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">With a little old driver, so lively and quick,<br>I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.<br>More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,<br>And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">&#8220;Now, DASHER! now, DANCER! now, PRANCER and VIXEN!<br>On, COMET! on CUPID! on, DONNER and BLITZEN!<br>To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!<br>Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!&#8221;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,<br>When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,<br>So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,<br>With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof<br>The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.<br>As I drew in my hand, and was turning around,<br>Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,<br>And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;<br>A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,<br>And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">His eyes &#8212; how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!<br>His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!<br>His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,<br>And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,<br>And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;<br>He had a broad face and a little round belly,<br>That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,<br>And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;<br>A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,<br>Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,<br>And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,<br>And laying his finger aside of his nose,<br>And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,<br>And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.<br>But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,<br>HAPPY CHRISTMAS TO ALL, AND TO ALL A GOOD-NIGHT!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>By Clement Clarke Moore &#8216;Twas 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&hellip; <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":27804,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_seopress_titles_title":"","_seopress_titles_desc":"","_seopress_robots_index":"","_seopress_robots_follow":"","_seopress_robots_imageindex":"","_seopress_robots_snippet":"","_seopress_robots_primary_cat":"0","_seopress_robots_breadcrumbs":"","_seopress_robots_freeze_modified_date":"","_seopress_robots_custom_modified_date":"","_seopress_robots_canonical":"","_seopress_social_fb_title":"","_seopress_social_fb_desc":"","_seopress_social_fb_img":"","_seopress_social_fb_img_attachment_id":0,"_seopress_social_fb_img_width":0,"_seopress_social_fb_img_height":0,"_seopress_social_twitter_title":"","_seopress_social_twitter_desc":"","_seopress_social_twitter_img":"","_seopress_social_twitter_img_attachment_id":0,"_seopress_social_twitter_img_width":0,"_seopress_social_twitter_img_height":0,"_seopress_redirections_value":"","_seopress_redirections_enabled":"","_seopress_redirections_enabled_regex":"","_seopress_redirections_logged_status":"","_seopress_redirections_param":"","_seopress_redirections_type":0,"_seopress_analysis_target_kw":"","inline_featured_image":false,"_uf_show_specific_survey":0,"_uf_disable_surveys":false,"wpai_generated_summary":"","footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"dois","default_image_id":71799,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2},"_wpas_customize_per_network":false},"categories":[9],"tags":[4026],"class_list":["post-27803","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-featured","tag-twas-the-night-before-christmas"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/lakelandgazette.info\/news\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/27803","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/lakelandgazette.info\/news\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/lakelandgazette.info\/news\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lakelandgazette.info\/news\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lakelandgazette.info\/news\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=27803"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/lakelandgazette.info\/news\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/27803\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":27805,"href":"https:\/\/lakelandgazette.info\/news\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/27803\/revisions\/27805"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lakelandgazette.info\/news\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/27804"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/lakelandgazette.info\/news\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=27803"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lakelandgazette.info\/news\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=27803"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lakelandgazette.info\/news\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=27803"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}