Anonymous: The Bridge of Death

Various, translated by Andrew Lang · 1872

common measure · 32 lines · from Ballads and Lyrics of Old France

‘THE dance is on the Bridge of DeathAnd who will dance with me?’‘There’s never a man of living menWill dare to dance with thee.’

Now Margaret’s gone within her bowerPut ashes in her hair,And sackcloth on her bonny breast,And on her shoulders bare.

There came a knock to her bower door,And blithe she let him in;It was her brother from the wars,The dearest of her kin.

‘Set gold within your hair, Margaret,Set gold within your hair,And gold upon your girdle band,And on your breast so fair.

‘For we are bidden to dance to-night,We may not bide away;This one good night, this one fair night,Before the red new day.’

‘Nay, no gold for my head brother,Nay, no gold for my hair;It is the ashes and dust of earthThat you and I must wear.

‘No gold work for my girdle band,No gold work on my feet;But ashes of the fire, my love,But dust that the serpents eat.’

They danced across the bridge of Death,Above the black water,And the marriage-bell was tolled in hellFor the souls of him and her.

Words in this poem

sackcloth n.
Linen or cotton cloth such a sacks are made of; coarse cloth; anciently, a cloth or garment worn in mourning, distress, mortification, or penitence.
bonny a.
Handsome; beautiful; pretty; attractively lively and graceful. [OE. boni, prob. fr. F. bon, fem. bonne, good, fr. L. bonus good. See Bounty, and cf. Bonus, Boon.]
blithe a.
Gay; merry; sprightly; joyous; glad; cheerful; as, a blithe spirit. [AS. bli blithe, kind; akin to Goth. blei kind, Icel. bli mild, gentle, Dan. & Sw. blid gentle, D. blijd blithe, OHG. blidi kind, blithe.]
bide v. i.
To dwell; to inhabit; to abide; to stay. [OE. biden, AS. bidan; akin to OHG. bitan, Goth. beidan, Icel. bi; perh. orig., to wait with trust, and akin to bid. See Bid, v. t., and cf. Abide.]

Definitions and etymologies from Webster's Unabridged Dictionary, 1913.

About this text

Anonymous: The Bridge of Death is in the public domain. This text is taken from Ballads and Lyrics of Old France, with Other Poems, Project Gutenberg ebook #795, the Andrew Lang translation; the transcription's header, footer and licence were removed and nothing else was changed. You may copy, print and reuse it freely.

Cite as: Various, Anonymous: The Bridge of Death, in Ballads and Lyrics of Old France (1872), text of Project Gutenberg ebook #795, Laurel, https://laurelpoetry.com/poem/lang-old-france/the-bridge-of-death.html, id L26916.

Form and metre

Anonymous: The Bridge of Death is 32 lines in 8 stanzas of 4 lines each. The metre is common measure, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 82%).

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Measured by Laurel's pipeline, not copied from a handbook: how stress and metre are counted, how rhyme is lettered, how a drifted rhyme is found. Where the dictionary cannot confirm a rhyme the letter is withheld, not guessed.

Rhyme words, stanza by stanza

The word that ends each line, lettered by the rhyme it makes; a dash is a line whose rhyme the dictionary could not confirm.

  1. 1 -A-A death · meA · men · theeA
  2. 2 -A-A bower · hairA · breast · bareA
  3. 3 -A-A door · inA · wars · kinA
  4. 4 -A-A margaret · hairA · band · fairA
  5. 5 ABAB nightA · awayB · nightA · dayB
  6. 6 -A-A brother · hairA · earth · wearA
  7. 7 -A-A band · feetA · love · eatA
Scansion, line by line

Each line with its syllable count and the stresses the words themselves fix: / stressed, ˘ unstressed, · a syllable the word leaves free and the metre decides. Read against common measure. How this is done.

LineSyl.Stress
‘THE dance is on the Bridge of Death8········
And who will dance with me?’6······
‘There’s never a man of living men8·/···/˘·
Will dare to dance with thee.’6······
Now Margaret’s gone within her bower8·/˘····/
Put ashes in her hair,6·/˘···
And sackcloth on her bonny breast,8·/˘··/˘·
And on her shoulders bare.6···/˘·
There came a knock to her bower door,8······/·
And blithe she let him in;6······
It was her brother from the wars,8···/˘···
The dearest of her kin.6·/˘···
‘Set gold within your hair, Margaret,9······/˘˘
Set gold within your hair,6······
And gold upon your girdle band,8·····/˘·
And on your breast so fair.6······
‘For we are bidden to dance to-night,9···/˘····
We may not bide away;6····˘/
This one good night, this one fair night,8········
Before the red new day.’6······
‘Nay, no gold for my head brother,8······/˘
Nay, no gold for my hair;6······
It is the ashes and dust of earth9···/˘····
That you and I must wear.6······
‘No gold work for my girdle band,8·····/˘·
No gold work on my feet;6······
But ashes of the fire, my love,8·/˘··/··
But dust that the serpents eat.’7····/˘·
They danced across the bridge of Death,8··˘/····
Above the black water,6····/˘
And the marriage-bell was tolled in hell9··/˘·····
For the souls of him and her.7·······

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