Conclave of Magick
The Wiccan Rede
Bide the Wiccan Laws Ye Must
in perfect love and perfect trust.
Live and let live -
fairly take and fairly give.
Cast the Circle thrice about
to keep all evil spirits out.
To bind the spell 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 -
sing and dance the Wiccan Rune.
Widdershins go when the Moon doth wane,
and the werewolf howls by the dread wolfsbane.
When the Lady's Moon is new,
kiss the hand to Her times two.
When the Moon rides at Her peak,
then your heart's desire seek.
Heed the North wind's mighty gale -
lock the door and drop 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 West wind blows o'er thee,
departed spirits restless be.
The Embracing Air Around Us
Fire That Dwells Within
Soothing Water that Cleanses the Soul
The Spirit Who Protects
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