In Perfect Love and Perfect Trust.
Live and Let Live,
Fairly take and fairly give.
Cast the Circle thrice about,
To keep the evil spirits out.
To bind the spell every time,
Let the spell be spake in rhyme.
Soft of eye and light of touch,
Speak little, Listen much.
Honour the Old Ones in deed and name,
Let Love and Light be our guides again.
Deosil go by the waxing moon,
Sing and dance a joyful tune.
Widdershins go by the waning moon,
Chanting out the baneful rune.
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 trim the sail.
When the wind blows from the East,
Expect the new and set the feast.
When the wind comes from the South.
Love will kiss thee on the mouth.
When the wind blows from the West,
Departed souls will have no rest.
Nine woods in the cauldron go,
Burn them fast and burn them slow.
Birch in the fire goes,
To represent what the Lady knows.
Oak in the forest towers with might,
In the fire it brings the God's insight.
Rowan is a tree of power,
Causing life and magick to flower.
Willows at the waterside stand,
Ready to help us to the Summerland.
Hawthorn is burned to purify,
And to draw faerie to your eye.
Hazel - the tree of wisdom and learning,
Adds its strength to the bright fire burning.
White are the flowers of the apple tree,
That bring us the fruits of fertility.
Grapes grow upon the vine,
Giving us both joy and wine.
Fir does mark the evergreen,
To represent immortality seen.
Elder be the Lady's tree,
Burn it not or cursed you'll be.
Four times the major Sabbats mark,
In the light and in the dark.
As the old year starts to wane,
The new begins, it's now Samhain.
When the time for Imbolc shows,
Watch for flowers through the snows.
When the Wheel begins to turn,
Let the Beltane fires burn.
As the wheel turns to Lammas night,
Power is brought to magick rite.
Four times the Minor Sabbats fall,
Use the Sun to mark them all.
When the Wheel has turned to Yule,
Light the log and the Horned One rules.
In the spring, when night equals day,
Time for Ostara to come our way.
When the Sun has reached it's height,
Time for Oak and Holly to fight.
Harvesting comes to one and all,
When the Autumn Equinox does fall.
Heed ye flower, Bush and Tree,
By the Lady, Blessed Be.
Where the rippling waters go,
Cast a stone and truth you'll know.
When ye have and hold a need,
Hearken not to others' greed.
With a fool no season spend,
Lest ye be counted as his friend.
Merry meet and merry part,
Bright the cheeks and warm the heart.
Lest in self defense it be,
Mind the Threefold Law you should,
Three times bad and three times good.
When misfortune is enow,
Wear the red rose on thy brow.
True in Love ever be,
Unless thy lover's false to thee.
Eight words the Witches Rede fulfil,
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