moonlit landscape with bridge by Van der Neer‘Longfellow’s Bridge’: A Song from Longfellow’s Poem by Gunny Markefka The Society June 13, 2024 Music, Poetry, Song Lyrics 2 Comments . https://classicalpoets.org/wp-content/uploads/2024/05/Longfellows-Bridge.mp3 . Download “Longfellow’s Bridge” on your favorite music app HERE. . Longfellow’s Bridge (Lyrics) lyrics by Gunny Markefka, inspired by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow’s poem (after lyrics) I stood on the bridge at midnight As the clocks were striking the hour And the moon rose o’ver the city Behind the dark church-tower I saw her bright reflection In the waters under me Like a golden goblet falling And sinking into the sea And far in the hazy distance Of that lovely night in June The blaze of the flaming furnace Gleamed redder than the moon And like those waters rushing Among the wooden piers A flood of thoughts came o’er me That filled my eyes with tears How often, oh, how often In the days that had gone by I had stood on that bridge at midnight And gazed on that wave and sky How often, oh, how often I had wished that the ebbing tide Would bear me away in its bosom O’er the ocean wild and wide For my heart was hot and restless And my life was full of care And the burden laid upon me Seemed greater than I could bear But now it has fallen from me It is buried in the sea And only the sorrow of others Throws its shadow over me When I think of many thousands Of care-encumbered men Each bearing the burden of sorrow Have crossed the bridge since then I see the long procession Still passing to and fro The young heart hot and restless The old subdued and slow How often, oh, how often In the days that had gone by I had stood on that bridge at midnight And gazed on that wave and sky How often, oh, how often I had wished that the ebbing tide Would bear me away in its bosom O’er the ocean wild and wide And forever and forever As long as the river flows As long as the heart has passions As long as life has woes The moon and its broken reflection And its shadows shall appear As the symbol of love in heaven And its wavering image here . . Original poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow The Bridge I stood on the bridge at midnight, As the clocks were striking the hour, And the moon rose o’er the city, Behind the dark church-tower. I saw her bright reflection In the waters under me, Like a golden goblet falling And sinking into the sea. And far in the hazy distance Of that lovely night in June, The blaze of the flaming furnace Gleamed redder than the moon. Among the long, black rafters The wavering shadows lay, And the current that came from the ocean Seemed to lift and bear them away; As, sweeping and eddying through them, Rose the belated tide, And, streaming into the moonlight, The seaweed floated wide. And like those waters rushing Among the wooden piers, A flood of thoughts came o’er me That filled my eyes with tears. How often, O, how often, In the days that had gone by, I had stood on that bridge at midnight And gazed on that wave and sky! How often, O, how often, I had wished that the ebbing tide Would bear me away on its bosom O’er the ocean wild and wide! For my heart was hot and restless, And my life was full of care, And the burden laid upon me Seemed greater than I could bear. But now it has fallen from me, It is buried in the sea; And only the sorrow of others Throws its shadow over me. Yet whenever I cross the river On its bridge with wooden piers, Like the odor of brine from the ocean Comes the thought of other years. And I think how many thousands Of care-encumbered men, Each bearing his burden of sorrow, Have crossed the bridge since then. I see the long procession Still passing to and fro, The young heart hot and restless, And the old subdued and slow! And forever and forever, As long as the river flows, As long as the heart has passions, As long as life has woes; The moon and its broken reflection And its shadows shall appear, As the symbol of love in heaven, And its wavering image here. . . Guntbert “Gunny” Markefka is a singer-songwriter from Hannover, Germany. Since 2020 over 40 of his single releases have been released via the digital distribution label “GEMA Music-Hub.” His Great Poetry Songs can be heard here. He earned his Ph.D. at Hannover University, developed world patents in the area of Natural Language Understanding Technologies during his 20+ year career at T-Mobile / Deutsche Telekom, and served as an international director on the board of various telecom associations. Since 2020 he has been a member of the Society of Classical Poets. NOTE TO READERS: If you enjoyed this poem or other content, please consider making a donation to the Society of Classical Poets. The Society of Classical Poets does not endorse any views expressed in individual poems or commentary. 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C.B. Anderson June 15, 2024 Don’t give up your day-job, Gunny, but please still lend us productions from your spare time. Reply