"This early morning light, the untramelled snow, the street lights still on and the wintry tree, all made this irresistable." J J Marshall
URBANPIX CAPTION for this Oxford card:
Twas the Night Before Christmas by Clement Moore, 1823 (abridged)
‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all thro’ 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 . . .
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh and eight tiny reindeer. . .
Now Dasher! Now Dancer! Now, Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! On, Cupid! On, Donner and Blitzen!. . .
And then in a twinkling I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St Nicholas came with a bound. . .
His eyes – how they twinkled! His dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry! . . .
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work
And filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk . . .
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ‘ere he drove out of sight,
‘Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!’