The Pentacle of the God and the Goddess with me
From the top of my face to the edge of my feet.
O Tegid mild, O Ceridwen wise,
O radiant Taliesyn, chief god of bards,
Preserve ye me in the middle world,
The three preserve me on the old straight track.
Three preserve me with the Ancient Harmonies.
Preserve ye me in the Spiral Castle,
Preserve ye me in the Four-Cornered Castle,
Preserve ye me in the Isle of the Strong Door,
The preservation of the three upon me tonight.
The three to shield me tonight.
