Americans have often flirted with the bonfire, and not just in the stodgy old Salem witch-burning era.
At which point the bonfire died down and the media dispersed—ready and eager in due course to stoke it up again.
But bonfire of the Vanities this is not, and that is unfortunate, though the cultural references might be spot on.
Marc Wortman is the author, among other books, of The bonfire: The Siege and Burning of Atlanta.
Everyone wanted to know the outcome of in this tropical version of bonfire of the Vanities.
A bonfire was lighted in the Market Place, followed by a display of fireworks.
The Indians were fond of the song, and the dance, and the blaze of the bonfire.
He was in bed; faintly into the dark room, stole the scent of the bonfire and the noise of the Fair.
Their only regret is that the materials for the bonfire are generally so insufficient.
I know not; only the Dismal Swamp is a mass of flame, and all the reeds and flags are burning merrily; 'tis such a bonfire!