Bide the wiccan laws ye must
In perfect love and perfect trust.
Live an' let live -
Fairly take an' fairly give.
Cast the circle thrice about
To keep all evil spirits out.
To bind the spell every time -
Let the spell be spake in rhyme.
Soft of eye an' light of touch -
Speak little, listen much.
Deosil go by the waxing moon -
Sing and dance the wiccan rune.
Widdershins go when the moon doth wane,
An' the werewolf howls by the dread wolfsbane
When the lady's moon is new,
Kiss thy hand to her times two.
When the moon rides at her peak
Then your heart's desire seek.
Heed the northwind's mighty gale -
Lock the door and drop the sail.
When the wind comes from the south,
Love will kiss thee on the mouth.
When the wind blows from the east,
Expect the new and set the feast.
When the west wind blows o'er thee,
Departed spirits restless be.
Nine woods in the cauldron go -
Burn them quick an' burn them slow.
Elder be the lady's tree -
Burn it not or cursed ye'll be.
When the wheel begins to turn -
Let the beltane fires burn.
When the has turned a yule,
Light the log an' let pan rule.
Heed ye flower bush an' tree -
By the lady blessed be.
Where the rippling waters go
Cast a stone an' truth ye'll know.
When ye have need,
Hearken not to others greed.
With the fool no season spend
Or be counted as his friend.
Merry meet an' merry part -
Bright of cheeks an' warm of heart.
Mind the threefold law ye should -
Three times bad an' three times good.
When misfortune is enow,
Wear the blue star on thy brow.
True in love ever be,
Unless thy lover's false to thee.
Eight words ye wiccan rede fulfill -
An' it harm none,
Do what ye will.
Bide the wiccan laws we must
In perfect love and perfect trust.
Live and let live,
Fairly take and fairly give.
Cast the circle thrice about
To keep the evil spirits out.
To bind the spell every time
Let the spell be spake in rhyme.
Soft of eye and light of touch,
Speak little, listen much.
Deosil by the waxing moon,
Chanting out the witches' rune.
Widdershins go by the waning moon,
Chanting out the baneful rune.
When the lady's moon is new,
Kiss the hand of her, times two.
When the the moon rides at her peak,
Then your hearts desire seek.
Heed the north wind's mighty gale,
Lock the door and drop the sail.
When the wind comes from the south,
Love will kiss thee on the mouth.
When the wind blows from the west,
Departed souls will have no rest.
When the wind blows from the east,
Expect the new and set the feast.
Nine woods in the cauldron go,
Burn them fast and burn them slow.
Elder be the lady's tree,
Burn it not or cursed you'll be.
When the wheel begins to turn,
LEt the beltane fires burn.
When the wheel has turned to yule,
Light the log and the horned one rules.
Heed ye flowers, bush and tree,
By the lady, blessed be.
Where the rippling waters go,
Cast a stone and truth you'll know.
When ye have a true need,
Hearken not to others' greed.
With a fool no season spend,
Lest ye be counted as his friend.
Merry meet and merry part,
Bright the cheeks and warm the heart.
Lest in self defense it be,
Mind the threefold law you should,
Three times bad and three times good.
When misfortune is enow,
Wear the red red rose on thy brow.
True on love ever be,
Unless thy lovers false to thee.
Eight words the witches rede fulfill:
An ye harm none, do what ye will!
Bide the wiccan law ye must,
In perfect love, in perfect trust.
Eight words the wiccan rede fulfill:
An ye harm none, do as ye will.
And ever mind the rule of three:
What ye send out, comes back to thee.
Follow this with mind and heart.
And merry ye meet, and merry ye part.