Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn and cauldron bubble....
Eye of newt and toe of frog,
Wool of bat and tounge of dog,
Adder's fork and blind worm's sting,
Lizard's leg and howlet's wing,
For a charm of powerful trouble,
Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.
Baskets and Brooms
There was an old woman tossed up a basket,
Seventeen times as high as the Moon,
Where she was going I couldn't but ask it,
For in her hand she carried a broom...
The Witches' Rune
Darksome night and shining moon,
Hearken to the Witches' Rune.
East and South, West and North,
Hear me know, I call thee forth.
By all the powers of land and sea,
Be obediant unto me.
Wand and Penatacle, cup and sword,
Hearken ye unto my word.
Cord and censor, totem and knife,
Waken ye all into life.
By all the powers of the Witches' blade,
Come ye now as the charge is made.
Queen of Heaven, Queen of Hell,
Send your aid unto my spell.
Horned Hunter of the night,
Work my will by Magick rite.
By all the powers of Land and Sea,
As I will, so mote it be.
By all the might of Moon and Sun,
As I say, it shall be done.
Do Not Weep for Me
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on the snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
And when you awake in the morning hush,
I am that swift, uplifting rush,
Of quiet birds in circled flight,
I am the soft starshine in the night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there, I did not die.