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Bide ye Wiccan laws you must, in perfect love and perfect trust.
Live ye must and let to live, fairly take and fairly give. |
Form the circle thrice about to keep unwelcome spirits out.
To bind your spell will every time, let the spell be spoke in rhyme |
Soft of eye and light of touch, speak ye little, listen much.
Deosil go by the waxing moon, chanting out ye baleful tune. |
When ye Lady's moon is new, kiss your hand to her times two.
When ye moon rides at her peak, then your heart's desire seek. |
Heed the north winds mighty gale, lock the door and trim 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 wind blows from the west, Bardic words be at their best! |
Nine woods in the cauldron go, burn them fast and burn them slow.
Elder be ye Lady's tree, burn it not or cursed ye'll be. |
When the wheel begins to turn, soon ye Beltane fires will burn.
When the wheel hath turned a Yule, light the log the Horned One rules. |
Heed ye flower, bush and tree, by the Lady blessed be.
Where the rippling waters go, cast a stone, the truth ye'll know. |
When ye have and hold a need, harken not to others greed.
With a fool no season spend, or be counted as his friend. |
Merry meet and merry part, bright the cheeks and warm the heart.
Mind ye threefold law ye should, three times bad and three times good. |
When misfortune is enow, wear the star upon thy brow.
True in love ye ever be, lest thy love be false to thee. |
Bide ye wiccan laws you must, in perfect love and perfect trust.
These eight words the rede fulfill; |
| An it harm none, do what ye will |
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