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36 WICCAN REDE traditional BIDE YE WICCAN LAWS YE MUST NINE WOODS IN THE CAULDRON GO IN PERFECT LOVE AND PERFECT TRUST BURN THEM FAST AND BURN THEM SLOW LIVE YE MUST AND LET TO LIVE ELDER BE THE LADY'S TREE FAIRLY TAKE AND FAIRLY GIVE BURN IT NOT OR CURSED YE'LL BE CAST THE CIRCLE THRICE ABOUT WHEN THE WHEEL BEGINS TO TURN TO KEEP UNWELCOME SPIRITS OUT LET THE BELTANE FIRES BURN TO BIND THE SPELL WELL EVERY TIME WHEN THE WHEEL HAS TURNED A YULE LET THE SPELL BE SPAKE IN RHYME LIGHT THE LOG THE HORNED ONE RULES SOFT OF EYE AND LIGHT OF TOUCH HEED YE FLOWER, BUSH AND TREE SPEAK YE LITTLE AND LISTEN MUCH BY THE LADY BLESS`D BE DEOSIL GO BY THE WAXING MOON WHERE THE RIPPLING WATERS GO CHANTING OUT THE WICCAN RUNE CAST A STONE AND THE TRUTH YE'LL KNOW WIDDERSHINS GO BY THE WANING MOON WHEN YE HAVE AND HOLD A NEED CHANTING OUT THE BANEFUL TUNE HARKEN NOT TO OTHER'S GREED WHEN THE LADY'S MOON IS NEW WITH A FOOL NO SEASON SPEND KISS THE HAND TO HER TIMES TWO NOR BE COUNTED AS HIS FRIEND WHEN THE MOON RIDES AT HER PEAK MERRY MEET AND MERRY PART THEN THY HEART'S DESIRE SPEAK BRIGHT THE CHEEK AND WARM THE HEART HEED THE NORTH WIND'S MIGHTY GALE MIND THE THREEFOLD LAW YE SHOULD LOCK THE DOOR AND TRIM THE SAIL THREE TIMES BAD AND THREE TIMES GOOD WHEN THE WIND COMES FROM THE SOUTH WHEN MISFORTUNE IS ENOW' LOVE WILL KISS THEE ON THE MOUTH WEAR THE STAR UPON THY BROW WHEN THE WIND BLOWS FROM THE WEST TRUE IN LOVE MUST YE EVER BE DEPARTED SOULS WILL SAFELY REST LEST THY LOVE BE FALSE TO THEE WHEN THE WIND BLOWS FROM THE EAST THESE EIGHT WORDS THE REDE FULFILL EXPECT THE NEW AND SET THE FEAST "AN YE HARM NONE, DO WHAT YE WILL."

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