And their Trumpets sounding most loudly,
Attending still upon my Lord Mayor:
Their Whifflers, their Batchelors, and all they have there,
Give Room, &c.
Then comes the Company of gallant Fishmongers,
Attending his Lordship's coming here;
As duty bindeth they do still wait,
Until his Lordship doth appear:
Then they rise, and go with lusty cheer,
With Loving Hearts before the Lord Mayor.