William Topaz McGonagall Poems on Hope (27 Poems)

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 Tribute to Mr Murphy and the Blue Ribbon Army (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)

All hail to Mr Murphy, he is a hero brave, That has crossed the mighty Atlantic wave, For what purpose let me pause and think- I answer, to warn the people not to taste strong drink. And, I’m sure, if … Continue reading →

An Adventure in the Life of King James V of Scotland (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)

On one occasion King James the Fifth of Scotland, when alone, in disguise, Near by the Bridge of Cramond met with rather a disagreeable surprise. He was attacked by five gipsy men without uttering a word, But he manfully defended … Continue reading →

Grace Darling (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)

As the night was beginning to close in one rough September day In the year of 1838, a steamer passed through the Fairway Between the Farne Islands and the coast, on her passage northwards; But the wind was against her, … Continue reading →

Jack Honest, or the Widow and Her Son (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)

Jack Honest was only eight years of age when his father died, And by the death of his father, Mrs Honest was sorely tried; And Jack was his father’s only joy and pride, And for honesty Jack couldn’t be equalled … Continue reading →

Jenny Carrister, The Heroine of Lucknow-Mine (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)

A heroic story I will unfold, Concerning Jenny Carrister, a heroine bold, Who lived in Australia, at a gold mine called Lucknow, And Jenny was beloved by the the miners, somehow. Jenny was the only daughter of the old lady … Continue reading →

Saved by Music (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)

At on time, in America, many years ago, Large gray wolves wont to wander to and fro; And from the farm yards they carried pigs and calves away, Which they devoured ravenously, without dismay. But, as the story goes, there … Continue reading →

Saving a Train (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)

‘Twas in the year of 1869, and on the 19th of November, Which the people in Southern Germany will long remember, The great rain-storm which for twenty hours did pour down, That the rivers were overflowed and petty streams all … Continue reading →

The Battle of Bannockburn (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)

Sir Robert the Bruce at Bannockburn Beat the English in every wheel and turn, And made them fly in great dismay From off the field without delay. The English were a hundred thousand strong, And King Edward passed through the … Continue reading →

The Black Watch Memorial (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)

Ye Sons of Mars, it gives me great content To think there has been erected a handsome monument In memory of the Black Watch, which is magnificent to see, Where they first were embodied at Aberfeldy. And as a Highland … Continue reading →