Darksome night and shining moon,
Hearken to the Witches' rune.
East then South, West then North,
hear! Come! I call thee forth!
By all the powers of land and sea,
Be obedient unto me.
Wand and Pentacle and Sword,
Hearken ye unto my word.
Cords and Censer, Scourge and Knife,
Waken all ye into life.
Powers of the Witches' Blade,
Come ye as the charge is made.
Queen of Heaven, Queen of Hell,
Send your aid unto the spell.
Horned Hunter of the night,
Work my will by magic rite.
By all the powers of land and sea,
As I do say "So mote it be".
By all the might of Moon and Sun,
As I do will, it shall be done.
EKO EKO AZARAK,
EKO EKO ZOMELEK,
EKO EKO ARADIA,
EKO EKO CERNUNNOS,
EKO EKO AZARAK,
EKO EKO ZOMELEK,
EKO EKO ARADIA,
EKO EKO CERNUNNOS,
HARRAHYA!
Bide the Wiccan Laws we must,
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.
Deosil go by the waxing moon,
Chanting out the witches rune.
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 heart's desire seek.
Heed the North wind's mighty gale,
Lock the door and drop 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,
Let the Beltaine 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 you'll know.
When ye have a true 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.
Mind the threefold law you should,
Three times bad and three times good.
When misfortune is now,
Wear the blue star on thy brow.
True to love ever be,
Lest thy lover's false to thee.
Eight words the Wiccan Rede fulfil,
'An it harm none, do what thou will'
Thrice around the circle's bound,
Evil sink into the ground
by unknown: A fello coven member
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