The Irish Convict’s Return (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)
Ye mountains and glens of Old Ireland, I've returned home to ye again; During my absence from ye My heart ...
Ye mountains and glens of Old Ireland, I've returned home to ye again; During my absence from ye My heart ...
'Twas in the year of 1858, and on October the fourteenth day, That a fire broke out in a warehouse, ...
In a little town in Devonshire, in the mellow September moonlight, A gentleman passing along a street saw a pitiful ...
A sad tale of the sea, I will unfold, About Mrs Lingard, that Heroine bold; Who struggled hard in the ...
'Twas in the year of 1866, and on a very beautiful day, That eighty-two passengers, with spirits light and gay, ...
About a hundred and fifty years ago, History relates it happened so, A big ship sailed from the shores of ...
Alas! Beautiful Summer now hath fled, And the face of Nature doth seem dead, And the leaves are withered, and ...
At on time, in America, many years ago, Large gray wolves wont to wander to and fro; And from the ...
On the Gilfillan burial day, In the Hill o' Balgay, It was a most solemn sight to see, Not fewer ...
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