Clark:"The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
while visions of sugarplums danced in their heads.
And Mama, 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 luster of midday to objects below.
When what to my wondering eye"
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