Bide ye Wiccan laws ye must,
In perfect love and perfect trust.
Live ye must and let live,
Fairly take and fairly give.
Form thy circle thrice about,
To keep unwelcome spirits out.
To bind thy spell well every time,
Let thy spell be spake in rhyme.
Soft of eye amd light of touch,
Speak ye little, listen much.
Deosil go by the Waxing Moon,
Sing and dance the Wiccan Rune.
Widdershins go by the Waning Moon,
Chanting an abaleful tune.
When the Lady's Moon is new,
Kiss thy hand to her times two.
When the Moon rides at her peak,
Then the heart's desire speak.
Heed 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 thy mouth.
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 you'll be.
When the Wheel begins to turn,
Soon the Beltane fires will burn.
When the Wheel has turned to Yule,
Light the log, the Horned One rules.
Heed ye flower, bush and tree,
By the Lady's Blessed Be.
Where the rippling waters flow,
Cast a stone and truth you'll know.
When you have a hold and a need,
Hearken not to others' greed.
With a fool no season spend,
Lest you be counted as his friend.
Merry Meet and Merry Part,
Bright thy cheeks and warm thy heart.
Mind the Threefold law ye should,
Three times bad, three times good.
When the misfortune is anow,
Wear the star upon thy brow.
True in love you must ever be,
Lest thy love be false to thee.
These eight words the Wiccan Rede fulfill,
An Ye Harm None, Do What Thou Wilt.