The Wiccan Rede

Bide the Wiccan Law 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 Witches Rune.
Tuathail go by the Waning Moon, Chanting out the baneful tune.
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 Northwind’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 spirits have no rest.
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 the Lady’s tree, Burn it not or curs’d ye’ll be.
When the Wheel begins to turn, Let the Beltane fires burn.
When the Wheel has turned to Yule, Light the log and the Horned One rules.
Heed ye flower, bush, and tree; By the Lady, blessed be.
Where the rippling waters go, Cast a stone and truth ye’ll know.
When ye have and hold a need, Hearken 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 the Threefold Law ye should -- Three times bad and three times good.
When misfortune is enow, Wear the blue star on thy brow.
True in love, ever be, Lest thy lover’s false to thee.
Eight words ye Wiccan Rede Fulfill:
An’ it harm none, Do as thou will.