When out on the lawn there arose such a clatterI sprang from the 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 the luster of mid-day to objects below;When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
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