Love

How Often

by Ben King 1857–1894

From Ben King's Verse (1894)

Love

They stood on the bridge at midnight,
In a park not far from town;
They stood on the bridge at midnight
Because they didn't sit down.

The moon rose o'er the city
Behind the dark church spire;
The moon rose o'er the city
And kept on rising higher.

How often, oh! how often
They whispered words so soft;
How often, oh! how often,
How often, oh! how oft.

MLA

King, Ben. “How Often.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/king_b/1/.

Chicago

King, Ben. “How Often.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/king_b/1/.

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