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Clement Clarke Moore

Clement Clarke Moore (July 15, 1779 – July 10, 1863) was an American professor of Oriental and Greek literature at Columbia College, now Columbia University. He donated land from his family estate for the foundation of the General Theological Seminary, where he was a professor of Biblical learning and compiled a two-volume Hebrew dictionary. He is generally considered to be the author of the yuletide poem "A Visit from St. Nicholas", which later became famous as "'Twas the Night Before Christmas".

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... Clement Clarke Moore Park, located at 10th Avenue and 22nd Street, is named after Moore. 22, 1968, and it was named in memory of Clement Clarke Moore by local law the following year ... The 1995 renovations to Clement Clarke Moore Park included a new perimeter fence, modular play equipment, safety surfacing, pavements and transplanted trees ...

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    giving a nod, up the chimney he rose.
    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.”
    Clement Clarke Moore (1779–1863)

    More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
    And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name:
    “Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!
    On, Comet! on, Cupid! on, Donder and Blitzen!
    To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
    Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!”
    Clement Clarke Moore (1779–1863)

    He had a broad face and a little round belly,
    That shook, when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly.
    He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
    —Clement Clarke Moore (1779–1863)

    Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.
    He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
    And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
    —Clement Clarke Moore (1779–1863)

    Clinging close with the crush of the Python,
    When she maketh her murderous meal!
    —Arthur Clement Hilton (1851–1877)

    He had a broad face and a little round belly,
    That shook, when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly.
    He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
    —Clement Clarke Moore (1779–1863)