I think she won't be visible for much longer, at least not to my poor eyes, since Phoebus also is riding higher and higher: another brilliant morning. It's still just barely in the 50s, and I think predicted not to rise beyond 90; we shall see. Today is the feast of the holy Apostle Saint Bartholomew, who was flayed alive in his martyrdom for Our Lord. The first responsorium at Matins earlier:
R. Ecce ego mitto vos sicut oves in médio lupórum, dicit Dóminus:
* Estóte ergo prudéntes sicut serpéntes, et símplices sicut colúmbæ.
V. Dum lucem habétis, crédite in lucem, ut fílii lucis sitis.
Victoria wrote this for a different Apostle-- the doubting one, Saint Thomas-- but, eh. It is time for my toast and a second cup of tea.
"... As for the melody, this piece, composed in mode 2, is a fairly simple Communion antiphon. The melodic movement begins with a forceful affirmation; after the initial virga strata of the D the melody rises, enveloping everything in a luminous joy that is amplified and intensified in super sedes, the high point of this chant, at which point the melody settles on the G, above the dominant F, highlighting the reward granted to the apostles: to occupy their seats as judges."