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 evil spirits out
To bind ye spell every time, let ye spell be spake in rhyme 

Soft of eye, light of touch, speak lityl, listen much
Deosil go by the waxing moon, singing out ye Witches' Rune
Widdershins go by the waning moon, chanting out ye Baneful Rune
When the Lady's moon is new, kiss your hand to her times two

When the moon rides at her peak, then ye hearts' 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 ye 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 ye cauldron go, burn them fast and burn them slow
Elder be the Lady's tree, burn it not or cursed ye'll be
When the wheel begins to turn, soon the Beltain fires'll 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 truth ye'll know
When you have and hold a need, harken not to others' reed

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 anow, wear the star upon your brow

True in love ye must ever be, lest thy love be falst to thee
I these eight words the Wiccan Rede fulfill, an ye harm none, do what ye will.