damian entwistleToday's poem:
Da Nicht Afore Yöl
- by Clement Clarke Moore
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A T Beaune 唐博訥A T Beaune reads ‘A Visit from Saint Nicholas’ or ‘The Night Before Christmas’ (1823)
attributed to Henry Livingston, Jr (1748–1828) and Clement Clarke Moore (1779–1863)
200th Anniversary 1823–2023
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A T Beaune reads ‘A Visit from Saint Nicholas’ – 3:25
EssAeEmA scene from Clement Clarke Moore's 'A Visit From Saint Nicholas' as illustrated by F. O. C. Darley in 1862. #FairyTaleTuesday
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ClanmotherReading “T’was the Night Before Christmas” year after year, has been a tradition in our family for many years.
Clement Clarke Moore’s most famous poem, “A Visit from St. Nicholas”, is also known as “T’was the Night Before Christmas”. The poem was first published anonymously in 1823 and later attributed to Clement Clarke Moore.
The words beautifully captures the magic and excitement of Christmas Eve. It paints a vivid picture of a house bustling with anticipation, as children eagerly await the arrival of Santa Claus. The poem’s charming descriptions of Santa, his reindeer, and the merry scene he encounters on his visit, fill us with a sense of wonder and delight.
“A Visit from St. Nicholas” introduced many now-iconic elements of the Santa Claus legend, including the names of Santa’s reindeer: Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, Donner, and Blitzen. It also played a significant role in shaping the modern image of Santa Claus as a jolly, rotund, and cheerful figure.
I understand that Clement Clarke Moore wrote it for his own children as a Christmas gift. The inspiration for the poem supposedly came during a sleigh ride on a snowy winter’s night. Despite its enduring popularity, Clement Clarke Moore himself was initially hesitant to claim authorship of the poem. He didn’t include it in his published works and it was only circulated privately among his friends and family. Nevertheless, its undeniable charm and appeal eventually led to its widespread acclaim.
Today, “A Visit from St. Nicholas” is cherished by people around the world and has become an integral part of Christmas celebrations. Its timeless storytelling continues to bring joy to both young and old, making it a true holiday classic.
Wishing you and your loved ones a joyful and magical holiday season! May your home be filled with warmth, laughter, and the spirit of togetherness. Here’s to creating beautiful memories and cherishing the special moments that make this time of the year so wonderful. Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!
Rebecca
T’was the Night before Christmas
by Clement Clarke Moore
‘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 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 our brains for a long winter’s nap,
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my 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 a lustre of midday to objects below,
When what to my wondering eyes did appear,
But a miniature sleigh and eight tiny rein-deer,
With a little old driver so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment he must be St. Nick.
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 Vixen!
On, Comet! on, Cupid! on, Donner and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!”
As leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky;
So up to the housetop the coursers they flew
With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too—
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.
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a pedler just opening his pack.
His eyes—how they twinkled! his dimples, how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard on his chin was as white as the snow;
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke, it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and a little round belly
That shook when he laughed, like a bowl full of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;
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!”
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Seán CollinsAnd mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a long winter's nap…
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Ron Field 🇨🇦A cousin mentioned to me that he was told he had a connection to Clement Clarke Moore, author of "A Visit from St. Nicholas". Being a genealogist, you know I had to check. It turns out he was right; the connection was by marriage. His great aunt Harriet Frances Burges was married to Casimier De Rham Moore, the grandson of Clement Clarke Moore.
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Nina Wildflower"Leaves before the wild hurricane fly" - one of my favourite lines to sing.
Day 1 of my Christmas advent calendar.
You can sing anything over the "Good Times" riff, even "A visit from St. Nicholas" by Clement Clark Moore.
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