[Time, 1571]
the OLD mayor climbed the belfry tower,
  The ringers ran by two, by three;
“Pull! if ye never pulled before;
  Good ringers, pull your best,” quoth he.
“Play uppe, play uppe, O Boston bells!
Ply all your changes, all your swells!
  Play uppe The Brides of Enderby!”

Men say it was a “stolen tyde,”—
  The Lord...