Bind the Wiccan Laws we must
In Perfect Love and Perfect Trust
To bind the spell every time
Let the spell be spoke in rhyme
Soft of eye light of touch
Speak little, listen much
Nine woods in the fire go
Burn them fast and burn them slow
Heed ye Flower, Bush and Tree
By the Lady, blessed be
Where the rippling waters go
Cast a stone and truth you'll know
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