Guess what? Bonfire Night or Guy Fawkes Night is celebrated on 5th November.It commemorates a failed attempt by a group of thirteen Catholics to blow up the Houses of Parliament and kill the King, James I. The group rented a cellar under the Houses of Parliament and stored 36 barrels of gunpowder. Guy Fawkes was in charge of the gunpowder. An anonymous letter warning of the plot reached the authorities. They searched the building, found Guy Fawkes and arrested him. He was tortured and later executed. That very same night, bonfires were lit
to celebrate that the King was safe and the tradition has continued ever since. Traditionally, English children used to make Guys to burn on the bonfire. A Guy was a life-sized model of Guy Fawkes made from paper, straw, old clothes… Before they burnt it, the children would ask passers-by for ‘A penny for the Guy’. With the money, they bought sweets or fireworks.
Now children under 18 are not allowed to buy fireworks so the custom is dying out, though some people still make Guys for charity.
Here you can have a look at rhymes and chants during the celebration of Bonfire Nights
Remember, remember the fifth of November
Gunpowder, treason and plot.
I see no reason, why gunpowder treason
Should ever be forgot.
Gunpowder, treason and plot.
I see no reason, why gunpowder treason
Should ever be forgot.
Guy Fawkes, guy, t'was his intent
To blow up king and parliament.
Three score barrels were laid below
To prove old England's overthrow.
By God's mercy he was catch'd
With a darkened lantern and burning match.
So, holler boys, holler boys, Let the bells ring.
Holler boys, holler boys, God save the king.
And what shall we do with him?
Burn him!
To blow up king and parliament.
Three score barrels were laid below
To prove old England's overthrow.
By God's mercy he was catch'd
With a darkened lantern and burning match.
So, holler boys, holler boys, Let the bells ring.
Holler boys, holler boys, God save the king.
And what shall we do with him?
Burn him!
Guy Fawkes, Guy
Stick him up on high,
Hang him on a lamp post
And there let him die.
Guy,Guy,Guy,
Poke Him in the eye,
Put him on the fire
And there let him die
Burn his body from his head
Then you'll say
Guy Fawkes is dead
Hip, Hip, Hooray!
Rumour, rumour, pump and derry,
Prick his heart and burn his body,
And send his soul to Purgatory.
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