Hail Brid, Queen of Spring
Dance with us around the ring
Mate with Pan your Horned King
All through the night.
Hail Pan, Horned One,
God of greenwood and bright Sun
Frolic in the dark of night
By Her light.
We here your witches serve
Worship you as you deserve
Weave a web of strength and might
Practice your rite.
By your love so dear
We progress throughout the year
Take away our mortal fear
Give us the sight.
Hail, Brid, Queen of Spring
Dance with us around the ring
Mate with Pan your Horned King
All through the night.
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