Although it is not a particularly heavy shower at the moment. Dawn is rising but because of the clouds she is pale this morning, unlike yesterday. It is the seventh day of the Octave of the Epiphany. The first responsorium at Matins earlier:
R. Tria sunt múnera pretiósa, quæ obtulérunt Magi Dómino in die ista, et habent in se divína mystéria:
* In auro, ut ostendátur Regis poténtia: in thure, Sacerdótem magnum consídera: et in myrrha, Domínicam sepultúram.
V. Salútis nostræ auctórem Magi veneráti sunt in cunábulis, et de thesáuris suis mýsticas ei múnerum spécies obtulérunt.
R. In auro, ut ostendátur Regis poténtia: in thure, Sacerdótem magnum consídera: et in myrrha, Domínicam sepultúram.
Let's see if YouTube can supply a version of that. There is one, here, but it's one of those videos that seem to be non-embeddable. This, by Juan Esquivel Baharona, is a version of the first part of the responsory.
Time for Terce and then breakfast. The rain has stopped and the squirrels have emerged from their nests although the jays haven't from theirs-- although now I hear them out there in the wilderness of the back yard.
The BBC's Petroc Trelawny, presenter at Wigmore Hall of Morton Feldman's The King of Denmark for percussion, from 1964: "auditory illusions and floating weightless sounds"; I returned earlier to my interrupted listening to the first of three concerts from last Saturday; the ensemble is Apartment House. Illusory and weightless, indeed. The second concert presents Feldman's Piano and String Quartet. At over an hour in length, we shall see if my resolve sustains me to the end-- there is a five hour long work, evidently, Feldman 'experimenting with length' toward the end of his career.
LDVM
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