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" 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. "
The Young and Field Literary Readers: Book one-[six] - Page 305
by Ella Flagg Young, Walter Taylor Field - 1914
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The American Monthly Magazine, Volume 3

1837 - 1322 pages
...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 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...
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Parley's Magazine, Volume 6

1838 - 448 pages
...clatter, T sprang from the bed to see what was the matter : Away to the window I flew like a flush, 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...
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The United States Speaker: A Copious Selection of Exercises in Elocution ...

John Epy Lovell - 1836 - 534 pages
...; When out on the lawn there rose 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 moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow, Gave the lustre of midday to objects below. When, what to my wondering eyes should 'appear, But a miniature...
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The American Monthly Magazine, Volume 3; Volume 9

1837 - 660 pages
...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 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...
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The New-York Book of Poetry

Charles Fenno Hoffman - 1837 - 278 pages
...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 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...
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The Book of the Months: A Gift for the Young

1839 - 204 pages
...When, out on the lawn, there arose such a clatter, I sprung from the bed, to see what was the matter. Away to the window I flew like a flash, Tore open...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...
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The Poets of America: Illustrated by One of Her Painters...

John Keese - 1840 - 302 pages
...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 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...
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The Poets of America, Volume 1

John Keese - 1840 - 304 pages
...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 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...
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Selections from the American Poets, Issue 111

William Cullen Bryant - 1840 - 328 pages
...arose such a clatter, I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter : Away to the window I flaw like a flash, Tore open the shutters and threw up...The moon, on the breast of the new-fallen snow, Gave the lustre of midday to objects below. When, what to my wondering eyes should appear, But a miniature...
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The Poets of America, Volume 1

John Keese - 1840 - 300 pages
...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...should appear But a miniature sleigh and eight tiny raindeer, With a little old driver, so lively and quick, I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick. More...
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