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To: alt.pagan
From: st90snk7@dunx1.ocs.drexel.edu (Sherry Michael)
Subject: Re: Charge of the Goddess
Date: 22 Nov 1994 07:41:27 GMT

			Charge of the Goddess

	I who am the beauty of the green earth and the white moon
	among the stars and the mysteries of the waters, I call
	upon your soul to arise and come unto me. For I am the
	soul of nature that gives life to the universe. From me 
	all things proceed and unto me they must return. Let my
	worship be in the heart that rejoices, for behold - all
	acts of love and pleasure are my rituals. Let there be
	beauty and strength, power and compassion, honor and 
	humility. mirth and reverence within you. And you who
	seek to know me, know that your seeking and yearning
	will avail you not unless you know the mystery: for if
	that which you seek you find not within yourself, you
	will never find it without. For behold, I have been with
	you from the beginning and I am that which is attained at
	the end of desire.

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To: alt.pagan
From: Jencina May Butler 
Subject: Re: Wiccan Rede
Date: 1 Nov 1994 21:43:53 GMT

...As I understand the history of this, it was originally publicly 
published in _The_Green_Egg_ in the late 60's or early 70's by Lady 
Gwen, a Celtic Traditionalist.  With that preface, here's the full Rede 
as I have it:

	THE WICCAN REDE

	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 your 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 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 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 enow,
	Wear the blue star on thy brow.
	True in Love ever be,
	Lest thy lover's false to thee.
	Eight words the Wiccan Rede fulfill:
	An ye harm none, do what ye will.

-- Jencina
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To: alt.pagan
From: magic@falcon.cc.ukans.edu (Stephen R. Figgins)
Subject: Re: Charge of the Goddess and Wiccan Rede
Date: 1 Nov 1994 22:06:21 GMT

I have this in my Disk of Shadows as the Wiccan Rede.  I think it is 
complete, but there could be more.  Correct me anyone if it is wrong. 

                WICCAN REDE
 
       Bide ye wiccan laws you must,
     in perfect love and perfect trust
 
       Live ye must and let to live,
        fairly take and fairly give
        For the circle thrice about
       to keep unwelcome spirits out
 
     To bind ye spell well every time,
      let the spell be spake in rhyme
      Soft of eye and light of touch,
       speak ye little, listen much
 
       Deosil go by the waxing moon,
       Chanting out ye baleful tune
        When ye Lady's moon is new,
       kiss ye hand to her times two
 
      When ye moon rides at her peak,
        Then ye heart's desire seek
     Heed the north winds mighty gale,
      lock the door and trim the sail
 
    When the wind comes from the south,
     love will kiss thee on the mouth
    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 ye Lady's tree,
      burn it not or cursed ye'll be
 
      When the wheel begins to turn,
      soon ye beltane fires will burn
     When the whell hath turned a Yule
    light the log the Horned One rules
 
      Heed ye flower, bush and tree,
          by the Lady blessed be
       Where the rippling waters go,
    cast a stone, the thruth ye'll know
 
       When ye have and hold a need,
        harken not to others greed
       With a fool no season spend,
        or be counted as his friend
 
        Merry meet and merry part,
   bright the cheeks and warm the heart.
     Mind ye threefold law ye should,
   three times bad and three times good
 
         When misfortune is enow,
       wear the star upon they brow
       True in love must ye ever be,
      lest thy love be false to thee
 
These eight words the wiccan rede fulfill;
     An harm ye none, do what ye will.
 
Stephen Figgins
magic@falcon.cc.ukans.edu