Weil ich letztens darauf angesprochen wurde, möchte ich sie nun einmal für alle hier reinsetzen:
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 Ladys moon is new
Kiss the hand to her, times two.
When the moon rides at her peak,
Then your hearts desire seek.
Heed the North winds 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 Ladys tree,
Burn it not or cursed youll 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 youll know.
When ye have a true need,
Hearken not to otherss 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 tree times good.
When misfortune is enow,
Wear the blue star on thy brow.
Tre in Love ever be,
Lest thy lovers false to thee.
Eight words the Wiccan Rede fulfill:
An ye harm none, do what ye will!
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 Ladys moon is new
Kiss the hand to her, times two.
When the moon rides at her peak,
Then your hearts desire seek.
Heed the North winds 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 Ladys tree,
Burn it not or cursed youll 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 youll know.
When ye have a true need,
Hearken not to otherss 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 tree times good.
When misfortune is enow,
Wear the blue star on thy brow.
Tre in Love ever be,
Lest thy lovers false to thee.
Eight words the Wiccan Rede fulfill:
An ye harm none, do what ye will!