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A Visit from St - Nicholas by Clement Clarke Moore

’t was the night before Christmas, when all through 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;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,...

Poet:
To Thomas Moore

My boat is on the shore,
  And my bark is on the sea;
But before I go, Tom Moore,
  Here ’s a double health to thee!

Here ’s a sigh to those who love me,
  And a smile to those who hate;
And, whatever sky ’s above me,
  Here ’s a heart...

Poet: Lord Byron
Burial of Sir John Moore

[Corunna, Spain, January 16, 1809]
NOT a drum was heard, not a funeral note,
  As his corse to the rampart we hurried;
Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot
  O’er the grave where our hero we buried.

We buried him darkly, at dead of night,
  ...

Poet: Charles Wolfe