Charles Brandon
Member
Remember, remember!
The fifth of November,
The Gunpowder treason and plot;
I know of no reason
Why the Gunpowder treason
Should ever be forgot!
This Saturday communities all over England will hold huge bonfires and fireworks displays to celebrate the thwarting of the popish plot of 1605 to blow up the houses of parliament. It's kinda crazy that we still celebrate this victory over the insidious forces of Catholicism. But we do.
Some of those images above are from the town of Lewes in Sussex, which has a tradition for the most hardcore and elaborate bonfires and effigy burnings.
The tradition of 'penny for the guy' seems to have died out now though (this was where urchins would construct a crude effigy of Guy Fawkes and ask passers by for small change in recognition of the effort).
Hopefully, this year, my kids won't start crying as soon as the fireworks come out. The little fools.
The fifth of November,
The Gunpowder treason and plot;
I know of no reason
Why the Gunpowder treason
Should ever be forgot!
Guy Fawkes and his companions
Did the scheme contrive,
To blow the King and Parliament
All up alive.
Threescore barrels, laid below,
To prove old England's overthrow.
But, by God's providence, him they catch,
With a dark lantern, lighting a match!
A stick and a stake
For King James's sake!
If you won't give me one,
I'll take two,
The better for me,
And the worse for you.
A rope, a rope, to hang the Pope,
A penn'orth of cheese to choke him,
A pint of beer to wash it down,
And a jolly good fire to burn him.
Holloa, boys! holloa, boys! make the bells ring!
Holloa, boys! holloa boys! God save the King!
Hip, hip, hooor-r-r-ray!
Did the scheme contrive,
To blow the King and Parliament
All up alive.
Threescore barrels, laid below,
To prove old England's overthrow.
But, by God's providence, him they catch,
With a dark lantern, lighting a match!
A stick and a stake
For King James's sake!
If you won't give me one,
I'll take two,
The better for me,
And the worse for you.
A rope, a rope, to hang the Pope,
A penn'orth of cheese to choke him,
A pint of beer to wash it down,
And a jolly good fire to burn him.
Holloa, boys! holloa, boys! make the bells ring!
Holloa, boys! holloa boys! God save the King!
Hip, hip, hooor-r-r-ray!
This Saturday communities all over England will hold huge bonfires and fireworks displays to celebrate the thwarting of the popish plot of 1605 to blow up the houses of parliament. It's kinda crazy that we still celebrate this victory over the insidious forces of Catholicism. But we do.
Some of those images above are from the town of Lewes in Sussex, which has a tradition for the most hardcore and elaborate bonfires and effigy burnings.
The tradition of 'penny for the guy' seems to have died out now though (this was where urchins would construct a crude effigy of Guy Fawkes and ask passers by for small change in recognition of the effort).
Hopefully, this year, my kids won't start crying as soon as the fireworks come out. The little fools.