Clement Clarke Moore Quotes

Clement Clarke Moore — American Writer born on July 15, 1779, died on July 10, 1863

Clement Clarke Moore was a writer and American Professor of Oriental and Greek Literature, as well as Divinity and Biblical Learning, at the General Theological Seminary of the Protestant Episcopal Church, in New York City. The seminary was developed on land donated by Moore and it continues on this site at Ninth Avenue between 20th and 21st streets, in an area known as Chelsea Square. Moore's connection with the seminary continued for more than 25 years... (wikipedia)

T'was the night before Christmas, when all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly, when they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky. So up to the house-top the coursers they flew, with the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too.

His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow, and the beard of his chin was as white as the snow.

He had a broad face and a little round belly, that shook, when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly.