Place of calling Far from the thoughts of man In an ancient temple Free from the unwanted Place once chosen Purified by supplications To thine particular God By burning of pine and cedar Lord of the ancient gate I call upon thou To open the gate of Nanna You will be proud Having it offered To the personal deities Then pronounce it solemnly The following conjuration A circle shall be drawn on the ground In the midst whereof you shall stand While reciting the conjurations set forth Do not venture your life