William Topaz McGonagall Poems on Heaven (51 Poems)

A New Temperance Poem, in Memory of My Departed Parents, Who Were Sober Living & God Fearing People (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)

My parents were sober living, and often did prayFor their family to abstain from intoxicating drink alway;Because they knew it would lead them astrayWhich no God fearing man will dare to gainsay. Some people do say that God made strong … Continue reading →

A Christmas Carol (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)

Welcome, sweet Christmas, blest be the morn That Christ our Saviour was born! Earth’s Redeemer, to save us from all danger, And, as the Holy Record tells, born in a manger. Chorus – Then ring, ring, Christmas bells, Till your … Continue reading →

A Requisition to the Queen (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)

Smiths Buildings No. 19 Patons Lane, Dundee. Sept the 6th. 1877. Most August! Empress of India, and of great Britain the Queen, I most humbly beg your pardon, hoping you will not think it mean That a poor poet that … Continue reading →

A Tale of Christmas Eve (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)

‘Twas Christmastide in Germany, And in the year of 1850, And in the city of Berlin, which is most beautiful to the eye; A poor boy was heard calling out to passers-by. “Who’ll buy my pretty figures,” loudly he did … Continue reading →

A Tale of Elsinore (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)

A little child stood thinking, sorrowfully and ill at ease, In a forest beneath the branches of the tall pine trees – And his big brown eyes with tears seemed dim, While one soft arm rested on a huge dog … Continue reading →

A Tale of the Sea (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)

A pathetic tale of the sea I will unfold, Enough to make one’s blood run cold; Concerning four fishermen cast adrift in a dory. As I’ve been told I’ll relate the story. T’was on the 8th April on the afternoon … Continue reading →

An Ode to the Queen (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)

All hail to the Empress of India, Great Britain’s Queen! Long may she live in health, happy and serene; Loved by her subjects at home and abroad; Blest may she be when lying down To sleep, and rising up, by … Continue reading →

Annie Marshall the Foundling (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)

Annie Marshall was a foundling, and lived in Downderry, And was trained up by a coast-guardsman, kind-hearted and merry And he loved Annie Marshall as dear as his life, And he resolved to make her his own loving wife. The … Continue reading →

Burning of the Exeter Theatre (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)

‘Twas in the year of 1887, which many people will long remember, The burning of the Theatre at Exeter on the 5th of September, Alas! that ever-to-be-remembered and unlucky night, When one hundred and fifty lost their lives, a most … Continue reading →

Calamity in London (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)

‘Twas in the year of 1897, and on the night of Christmas day, That ten persons’ lives were taken sway, By a destructive fire in London, at No. 9 Dixie Street, Alas! so great was the fire, the victims couldn’t … Continue reading →