The Devil's Bridge

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

(From The Golden Legend)

THIS bridge is called the Devil’s Bridge,
With a single arch, from ridge to ridge,
It leaps across the terrible chasm
Yawning beneath us, black and deep,
As if in some convulsive spasm,
The summits of the hills had cracked,
And made a road for the cataract,
That raves and rages down the steep!

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Never any bridge but this
Could stand across the wild abyss;
All the rest, of wood or stone,
By the Devil’s hand were overthrown.
He toppled crags from the precipice,
And whatsoe’er was built by day
In the night was swept away:
None could stand but this alone.

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I showed you in the valley a boulder
Marked with the imprint of his shoulder;
As he was bearing it up this way,
A peasant, passing, cried, “Herr Jé!”
And the Devil dropped it in his fright,
And vanished suddenly out of sight!

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Abbot Giraldus of Einsiedel,
For pilgrims on their way to Rome,
Built this at last, with a single arch,
Under which, on its endless march,
Runs the river, white with foam,
Like a thread through the eye of a needle.
And the Devil promised to let it stand,
Under compact and condition
That the first living thing which crossed
Should be surrendered into his hand,
And be beyond redemption lost.

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At length, the bridge being all completed,
The Abbot, standing at its head,
Threw across it a loaf of bread,
Which a hungry dog sprang after,
And the rocks reëchoed with peals of laughter
To see the Devil thus defeated!

The Devil's Bridge spans the chasm of the River Reuss. It carries the main road toward the St Gotthard Pass over the Alps between Switzerland and Italy.


Main Location:

The Devil's Bridge, Teufelsbrucke, Uri, Switzerland

The Old Devil's Bridge over the River Reuss. A modern road bridge now runs above it.