Broom blessing

Besom long and lithe; made from ash and willow withe;

Tied with thongs of willow bark;
in running stream at moonset dark.
 Sweep ye circle, deosil;
Sweep out evil, sweep out ill, Make the round of the ground Where we do the Lady’s will. Besom, besom, Lady’s broom Sweep out darkness, sweep out doom Rid ye Lady’s hallowed ground of any evil lurking around;
Then set on Her green earth By running stream or Mistress’ hearth‘Till called once more on Sabbath night To cleans once more the dancing site.