A Charm to Bring Children

Take twelve leaves of the male palm
And write on each the name of a god.
Wed each leaf to a lotus bloom
And bind the twain to a bulrush rod.
Walk with the stem betwixt your breasts
By the flooding Nile when the young moon shows,
Shadowy-pregnant, over the night.
Then — making the sign of Horus —
Thrice to the left and thrice to the right —
Call, to the wind of the Desert,
Great is the lady Isis!
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