WICCAN REDE

       Bide ye wiccan laws you must,
     in perfect love and perfect trust

       Live ye must and let to live,
        fairly take and fairly give
        For the circle thrice about
       to keep unwelcome spirits out

     To bind ye spell well every time,
      let the spell be spake 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 ye hand to her times two

      When ye moon rides at her peak,
        Then ye 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.

      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 whell 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 thruth 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 they brow
       True in love must ye ever be,
      lest thy love be false to thee

These eight words the wiccan rede fulfill;
     An harm ye none, do what ye will.