It is the Vigil of the Epiphany of the Lord...

Although in the the Ioannes XXIII 'reformation' of the Traditional Rite it is simply the 5th day of January in the season of Christmastide (and the Mass is Puer natus est). The Mass of the Vigil is Dum medium silentium, with commemoration of Pope Saint Telesphorus Martyr (as also happens in 'the '62', with its Puer natus est, for some reason). 

I have to go out to the supermarket, later on this morning, and (perhaps) will need to be out tomorrow morning also-- my destination then being the courthouse, there to discharge my duty as a juror: I have been summoned. The arrangement is that I can check online this evening after Vespers to see if I've, if my number has, actually been selected. My mind being influenced and probably hopelessly prejudiced by countless police procedurals in books, films, and on video, I'm not sure if this selection is for a smaller pool from which an actual jury will be assembled ('we'll definitely get rid of that one at voir dire, boss') or if this is in fact 'it', ha. While I will certainly happily serve on a jury, having gotten to that point, now-- Thursday morning at 0500, after Lauds-- I'm hoping not to have to fuss with it all. I've been repeating the story for 47 years that, having been for that long registered to vote, I'd never been summoned to serve on a jury; will see this evening how much more the story-telling will have to change. 

Benedictus XVI Pontifex maximus, Vicarius Christi, et Servus verus servorum Dei, requiescat in pace.  The Requiem was sung at Barroux earlier this morning. 

I saw a former co-worker at the supermarket and couldn't avoid a conversation-- I see her there occasionally, and did just indulge in a conversation one morning last week; chatter, chatter-- but, as it turned out, I am glad I overcame my reticence because she told me that she's been summoned to jury duty four times without her number being actually selected. That is rather re-assuring; I may harbor a certain doubt about the absolute veracity of everything the good woman says, ahem, based on my vague memories of the workplace, but, eh, rather re-assuring none the less. 

Post Vesperas i.e. after 1715. Only jurors numbers 1-198 have to check in tomorrow; my number is 283. In another two or three decades, I might actually make it onto a jury. 

Puer natus est is here. Ah, Pater Thomas SJ is the celebrant today. 

Introitus. Sap. 18,14-15. Dum médium siléntium tenérent ómnia, et nox in suo cursu médium iter habéret, omnípotens Sermo tuus, Dómine, de cœlis a regálibus sédibus venit. Ps. 92, l. Dóminus regnávit, decórem indútus est: indutus est Dóminus fortitúdinem, et præcínxit se. ℣. Glória Patri.

Oratio. Omnípotens sempitérne Deus, dírige actus nostros in beneplácito tuo: ut in nómine dilécti Fílii tui mereámur bonis opéribus abundáre: Qui tecum vivit.

Oratio. de Sancto. Deus, qui nos beáti Telésphori Mártyris tui atque Pontíficis ánnua sollemnitáte lætíficas: concéde propítius; ut, cujus natalícia cólimus, de ejúsdem étiam protectióne gaudeámus. Per Dóminum.

Léctio Epístolæ beáti Pauli Apóstoli ad Gálatas.
Gal. 4, 1 7.

Fratres: Quanto témpore heres párvulus est, nihil differt a servo, cum sit dóminus ómnium: sed sub tutóribus et actóribus est usque ad præfinítum tempus a patre: ita et nos, cum essémus párvuli, sub eleméntis mundi erámus serviéntes. At ubi venit plenitúdo témporis, misit Deus Fílium suum, factum ex mulíere, factum sub lege, ut eos, qui sub lege erant, redímeret, ut adoptiónem filiórum reciperémus. Quóniam autem estis fílii, misit Deus Spíritum Fílii sui in corda vestra, clamántem: Abba, Pater. Itaque jam non est servus, sed fílius: quod si fílius, et heres per Deum.

Graduale. Ps. 44, 3 et 2. Speciósus forma præ fíliis hóminum: diffúsa est grátia in lábiis tuis. ℣. Eructávit cor meum verbum bonum, dico ego ópera mea Regi: lingua mea cálamus scribæ, velóciter scribéntis.

Allelúja, allelúja. ℣. Ps. 92, l. Dóminus regnávit, decórem índuit: índuit Dóminus fortitúdinem, et præcínxit se virtúte. Allelúja.

Sequéntia sancti Evangélii secúndum Matthǽum.
Matth. 2, 19-23.

In illo témpore: Defúncto Heróde, ecce, Angelus Dómini appáruit in somnis Joseph in Ægýpto, dicens: Surge, et áccipe Púerum et Matrem ejus, et vade in terram Israël: defúncti sunt enim, qui quærébant ánimam Pueri. Qui consúrgens, accépit Púerum et Matrem ejus, et venit in terram Israël. Audiens autem, quod Archeláus regnáret in Judǽa pro Heróde patre suo, tímuit illo ire: et, admonítus in somnis, secéssit in partes Galilǽæ. Et véniens habitávit in civitáte, quæ vocátur Názareth: ut adimpléretur quod dictum est per Prophétas: Quóniam Nazarǽus vocábitur.

Offertorium. Ps. 92, 1-2. Deus firmávit orbem terræ, qui non commovébitur: paráta sedes tua, Deus, ex tunc, a sǽculo tu es.

Secreta. Concéde, quǽsumus, omnípotens Deus: ut óculis tuæ majestátis munus oblátum, et grátiam nobis piæ devotiónis obtíneat, et efféctum beátæ perennitátis acquírat. Per Dóminum.

Secreta. de Sancto. Múnera tibi, Dómine, dicáta sanctífica: et, intercedénte beáto Telésphoro Mártyre tuo atque Pontífice, per éadem nos placátus inténde. Per Dóminum.

Communio. Matth. 2, 20. Tolle Púerum et Matrem ejus, et vade in terram Israël: defúncti sunt enim, qui quærébant ánimam Pueri.

Postcommunio. Per hujus, Dómine, operatiónem mystérii, et vítia nostra purgéntur, et justa desidéria compleántur. Per Dóminum.

Postcommunio. de Sancto. Refécti participatióne múneris sacri, quǽsumus, Dómine, Deus noster: ut, cujus exséquimur cultum, intercedénte beáto Telésphoro Mártyre tuo atque Pontífice, sentiámus efféctum. Per Dóminum.

Am reading a mystery novel called Murder's a Swine by Nap Lombard, pseudonym for a wife-and-husband writing team whose names I cannot recall [Pamela Hansford Johnson and Neil Stewart], set in London in the early years of the Second World War. The point is that a fairly conventional couple, not really (or, at least, not yet) characters in the story, have been described as (words to this effect) 'the sort that go out to hear Hiawatha'-- which I believe must be one of the rare, almost contemporary literary references to Samuel Coleridge-Taylor's Hiawatha (which premiered in 1898)-- it is the only one I've ever seen, anyway. 


Die Quinta Ianuarii, Saint-Eugène-Sainte-Cécile, Commemoratione Sancti Telesphori Papae et Martyris