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The
moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow,
Gave a luster of midday to objects below,
When, what to wondering eyes should appear,
Gave a luster of midday to objects below,
When, what to wondering eyes should appear,
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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.
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
