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 unwelcome spirits out
To bind the spell every time, let the spell be spoke in rhyme
Soft of eye and light of touch, speak ye little, listen much
Deosil go by waxing moon, sing and dance ye Wiccan rune
Widdershins go by waning moon, chanting out ye baleful tune
When the Lady's moon is new, kiss ye 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 will 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 cursed you'll be
When the wheel begins to turn, soon the Beltaine 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 blessed be
Where the rippling waters flow, cast a stone and the truth you'll know
When ye have and hold a need, hearken not to others' greed
With a fool no season spend, or 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 anow, wear the star upon thy brow
Rue in love ye must ever be, lest thy love be false to thee
These eight words the Rede fulfill
An ye harm none, Do what ye will.