Bide the Wiccan Redes
ye 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;
Bind fast the spell
every time,
Let the words be spoke in rhyme.
Soft of eye and light
of touch,
Speak ye little, listen much;
Deosil go by waxing
moon,
Sing and dance the Witches' Rune;
Widdershins go by waning
moon,
Chant ye then a baleful tune;
When the Lady's moon
is new,
Kiss hand to her times two;
When the moon rides
at peak,
Heart's desire then ye seek.
Heed the North wind's
mighty gale,
Lock the door & trim the sail;
When the wind comes
from the South,
Love will kiss them on the mouth;
When the wind blows
from the West,
departed souls 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 quick, burn them slow;
Elder be the Lady's
tree,
Burn it not or curs'd ye'll be;
When the wind begins
to turn,
Soon Beltane fires will burn;
When the wheel has
turned to Yule,
light the log, the Horned One rules.
Heed the flower, bush
or tree
By the Lady blessed be'
When the rippling waters
flow
cast a stone - the truth you'll know;
When ye have &
hold a need,
Hearken not to others' greed;
With a fool no seasons
spend,
Or be counted as his friend.
Merry meet and merry
part
Bright the cheeks, warm the heart;
Mind the threefold
law ye should,
Three times bad and three times good;
Whene'er misfortune
is enow,
Wear the star upon your brow;
True in troth ever
ye be
Lest thy love prove false to thee.
'Tis by the sun that
life be won,
And by the moon that change be done;
If ye would clear the
path to will,
Make certain the mind be still;
What good be tools
without Inner Light ?
What good be magic without wisdom-sight ?
Eight words the Wiccan
Rede fulfill -
An it harm none, do what ye
will.