But it hasn't become too hot in the evenings, not yet, not at this early point in the season. I slept through the alarm at 0145 and so am only now beginning the video of Holy Mass at Saint-Eugène. It is the Mass Exaudi Domine vocem meam (Introibo).
Hear my voice, O Lord, as I cry unto Thee, alleluia, my heart says to Thee, I have sought Thy countenance, Thy Face I have sought in my need: turn not Thy Face away from me, alleluia, alleluia. The Lord is my light and my salvation: whom should I fear? Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Ghost. Hear my voice, O Lord, as I cry unto Thee, alleluia... Psalm 26,7-9,1.
The birds were quite splendid earlier when I was out for my morning walk, and only one passing car violated the morning peace, at least until the final ten minutes when evidently half of Eugene decided to drive down Cal Young Road. The Alleluia Non vos relinquam brought tears to my eyes, it is so beautiful. The sequence Solemnis haec festivitas-- the melody taken from the Paroissien de Toulouse, 1804-- I very much approve of qua sequence, and as it is incorporated into the contemporary celebration of the Sacred Liturgy, but the Alleluia was beautiful in a way that it is not. Fr Grodzisky is homilizing, ahem. I note, from the program, that M. Robles is playing at the Communion today (much better, I think, than trying to slip something into the time e.g. after the homily), a piece by Agustin Barrios Mangoré, who is evidently quite well-known (there are lots of recordings at Spotify; this happy abundance has also something to do with his status as one of the great Paraguayans, I imagine). Una Limosna por el Amor de Dios; limosna is (as I ought to have figured out without the assistance of the Real Academia's dictionary) a charitable gift, an alms-- from the Latin ĕlĕēmŏsyna, ae.
It was quite lovely in its own way, too, the Barrios. Dr Townsend has since alerted me to this page at The Music Salon, with links to his own performance, from 2012, of the three movements of Barrios's La Catedral. Barrios deserves to have an opera made out of his life (diplomatic nonsense, pre-World War II Europe and South and Central America, his wife a Jezebel, her paramour possibly a poisoner, thieving students).
It is also the feast of Saint Ubaldus (12th century), of Saint Brendan (6th century), and of Saint Alypius (5th century).
V. Et álibi aliórum plurimórum sanctórum Mártyrum et Confessórum, atque sanctárum Vírginum. R. Deo grátias.