Ben King's Verse/How Often

by Benjamin Franklin King

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.