Wiccan Reede
Bide the Wiccan law ye must, in perfect
love and 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 Witche's Rune.
Widdershins go by waning moon, chanting out
the baneful tune. When the Lady's moon is
new, kis the hand to her times two. When the
moon rides at her peak, then thy hearts
desire seek.
Head the North wind's 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 Moor winds blow 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.
Heed 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 in enow, wear 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 fullfill: An ye
harm none, do what ye will.
