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The
Wiccan Rede

Bide
ye Wiccan laws ye must,
in
perfect love and perfect trust.
Live
and let live, fairly take and fairly give.
Form
the circle thrice about, to keep all evil spirits out.
To
bind ye spell every time, let ye spell be spake in rhyme.
Soft
of eye, light of touch, speak ye little, listen much.
Deosil
go by the waxing moon, singing out ye Witches’ Rune.
Widdershins
go by the waning moon, chanting out ye Baneful Rune.
When
the Lady’s moon is new, kiss your hand to her times two.
When
the moon rides at her peak, then ye 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 thee on the mouth.
When
the wind blows from the West, departed souls may have no rest.
When
the wind blows from the East, except the new and set the feast.
Nine
woods in ye 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 Beltaine fire’ll burn.
When
the wheel hath turned to Yule, light the log the Horned One rules.
Heed
ye flower, bush and tree, by the Lady blessed be.
Where
the rippling waters flow, cast a stone and truth ye’ll know.
When
ye have and hold a need, harken not to others greed.
With
a fool no season spend, nor 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 anow, wear the blue star upon thy brow.
True
in love ye must ever be, lest thy love be false to thee.
In
these eight words the Wiccan Rede fulfill,
‘An
ye harm none, do what ye will.

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Lady Gwen Thompson
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