Destruid, and thanne Bachus preide
To Jupiter, and thus he seide:
‘O hihe fader, that sest al,
To whom is reson that I schal
Beseche and preie in every nede,
Behold, mi fader, and tak hiede 420
This wofull thurst that we ben inne[744]
To staunche, and grante ous forto winne,
And sauf unto the contre fare,
Wher that oure lusti loves are