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.'
The Night Before Christmas (1822)
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 sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer.Clement Moore
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.Clement Moore