FRATER PERDURABO is of the Sanhedrim of the Sabbath, say men; He is the Old Goat himself, say women.
Therefore do all adore him; the more they detest him the more do they adore him.
Ay! let us offer the Obscene Kiss!
Let us seek the Mystery of the Gnarled Oak, and of the Glacier Torrent!
To Him let us offer up our babes! Around Him let us dance in the mad moonlight!
But FRATER PERDURABO is nothing but AN EYE; what eye none knoweth.
Skip, witches! Hop, toads! Take your pleasure! — for the play of the Universe is the pleasure of FRATER PERDURABO.