Blocked up with ice eternal—
Still shall my voice’s tender lays
Of love remain unbroken;
And still my charming Sally praise,
Sweet smiling and sweet spoken.
About this time, Clement C. Moore wrote the Christmas story which has since become a national classic.
A VISIT FROM ST. NICHOLAS
’Twas 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,