The Wiccan Rede
Bide
ye the Wiccan laws ye must, in perfect love in perfect trust
Ye
must live and let live, fairly take and fairly give.
Cast
the circle thrice about, to keep unwelcome spirits out.
To
bind the spell well every time, let the spell be spoken in rhyme.
Soft
of eye and light of touch, speak ye little and listen much.
Deosil
go by waxing moon, chanting out the Wiccan runes.
Widdershins
go by waning moon, chanting out the baneful tune.
When
the Lady's moon is new, kiss the hand to her times two.
When
the moon rides at her peak, then the heart's desire seek.
Heed
the North wind's mighty gale: lock the door and trim the sail.
When
the wind comes from the South, love will kiss the on the mouth.
When
the Moor wind blows from the West, departed spirits 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 and 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 wheel has turned to Yule, light the log and the Horned One rules.
Hede
ye flower, bush and tree, by the Lady, Blessed Be.
Where
the rippling waters go, cast a stone, the truth to know.
When
ye have and 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 and warm the heart.
Mind
the Threefold Law ye should, three times bad and three times good.
When
misfortune is enow, where the blue star on thy brow.
True
in love ye must ever be, lest thy love be false to thee.
These
words the Wiccan Rede fulfill: An ye harm none, do what ye will.