• EL VINO DE ALEJOS HARÁ CANTAR AL VIEJO
• PÉREZ REVERTE UN JESUITÓN CURA REBOTADO
• EN RECUERDO DE ALFONSO PEREZ PINTOR EL CERILLAS DEL GIJON. FUE UN BUEN AMIGO MÍO EN LOS BORRASCOSOS DÍAS DE LA TRANSICIÓN
• SAN JOSÉ Y SAN ANTONIO DE PADUA DOS GRANDES TAUMATURGOS DE LA IGLESIA DE OCCIDENTE
• gloria a la maquina de escribir el piano de mis ideas
• EDUARDO EL CONFESOR
• misa de san isidoro padre del rito visigótico y de lños intelectuales españoles las gente que de dedica a amsr a los demás por medio de la literatura

QUISTA Y YO FALANGISTA DE IZQUIERDAS SE NOS HA MUERTO ALFONSO No me considero un tipo duro,  soy terne de pela los 60 cambiaron el mundo que nos quiten lo bailado Posted: 06 Apr 2019 02:51 PM PDT Annie Ernaux: ‘I was so ashamed for Catherine Deneuve…’ The French writer on her singular memoir being longlisted for the Man Booker international prize and why #MeToo has her backing Kim Willsher Sat 6 Apr 2019 18.00 BST Shares 18  Annie Ernaux photographed at home in Paris last month by Ed Alcock for the Observer New Review. Annie Ernaux, 78, is one of France’s most respected writers, and has won multiple awards for her books, including the 2017 Marguerite Yourcenar prize for her entire body of work. She was largely unknown in the UK until her memoir, Les Années, was published in English (The Years, translated by Alison L Strayer) and made it on to the longlist for this year’s Man Booker international prize (the shortlist will be announced on Tuesday). The book was a bestseller in France and, according to writer John Banville, “blends memories, dreams, facts and meditations into a unique evocation of the times in which we lived, and live”. You have written the book using “one” and “we” and occasionally “she” or “they”, but never “I”, which is unusual even for an impersonal autobiography… When I think of my life, I see my story since childhood until today, but I cannot separate it from the world in which I lived; my story is mixed with that of my generation and the events that happened to us. In the autobiographical tradition we speak about ourselves and the events are the background. I have reversed this. This is the story of events and progress and everything that has changed in 60 years of an individual existence but transmitted through the “we” and “them”. The events in my book belong to everyone, to history, to sociology. Advertisement The Years is an account of events and changes over more than half a century in France. Though you mention the impact of world events – the Beatles, the Iraq war, 9/11 – it is from a French perspective. How has the book been received elsewhere? Were you surprised to be nominated for the Man Booker international? Yes, very surprised. But the book has been well received in Germany and Italy and has been translated into Chinese, so it must have an appeal that is greater than just [as] a history of France. Even if I don’t say it directly, it’s clearly history through an individual life, my life, and through my memory. I am recounting this collective history via my feelings and recollections. The main character is time and its passing, which takes everything with it including our lives. Sign up for Bookmarks: discover new books in our weekly email   Read more It is an entirely unsentimental narrative. You reveal very little that is personal: about your family, children, the end of your marriage; you write of sex, but not of love. You mention your mother’s Alzheimer’s, note the look in the eyes of the cat as it is put down, and your jealousy when your former lover finds a younger partner, but the rest is starkly unemotional… I’m not a writer who focuses on emotions and this is not the subject of The Years. The point is not to speak of the personal. The personal can be gathered through the descriptions of the photos. I fix on a photo [for each decade] and describe the clothes, the light, and place myself in that moment. Through the photos I touch on the death of my father, very briefly, and the children, but I do not speak often of sentiments. You came from a modest family – your parents ran a small shop – but you went to university. French writers with working-class backgrounds, such asÉdouard Louis, have written about how this distanced them from their families… It was rare, but I was an only child – my sister died before I was born – and because my mother had a strong personality and loved to read, I was pushed. Yes, it put a distance between me and my family. This distancing was the subject of my first book 40 years ago. Of the six decades The Years covers, is there any period you look back on as most interesting, formative or happy? In terms of collective experience, the period just before 1968, the time of the Beatles, until the 1980s was probably the most interesting. On a personal level, the period that has been the most luminous of my life was between the age of 45 and 60, when I had the impression of really being a free woman doing what I want. It was a time of great liberty for me, when I felt good about life. And now? Now I’m getting old. I will be 79 this year and there are always those little health problems and tiredness. There’s a woman in one of Simone de Beauvoir’s last books who says there is a douceur[sweetness] in having a long past behind her. That’s one of the feelings one can have at this age and it’s very positive. The last image in The Years, of a woman pictured with her granddaughter, has some of that softness one has when one ages.   For me, it’s not just about the story and content, but the form You describe your developing feminism in the book, but also recount the confusion of women of your generation when confronted with marriage and families. How do you feel about feminism today, particularly the #MeToo movement that has had a mixed reception in France, with Catherine Deneuve saying it’s gone too far? I was so ashamed for Deneuve when she said what she did… It was the reflection of a group of privileged women. To be honest, I found it… disgusting is the word. I am in absolute agreement with #MeToo. Certainly there are excesses but the important thing is that women don’t accept this kind of behaviour any more. In France we hear so much about our culture of seduction, but it’s not seduction, it’s male domination. The abuse is not just in the sexual domain – it’s present everywhere, including in literature. Female writers are put forward much less for TV programmes, where there are three men for every woman. There’s this idea that a woman is a novelist and a man a writer… You say you have always been a vociferous reader. What books have influenced you? It’s hard to choose. I read Germaine Greer’s The Female Eunuch at a time in my life when reading was important and influenced the way I wrote. Jean-Paul Sartre’s La Nausée, Simone de Beauvoir’s The Second Sex, and Virginia Woolf, a marvellous writer I discovered in my 20s, and Georges Perec. There are books I wanted to read and then I wanted to write like that. For me, it’s not just about the story and content, but the form. What books are you reading now? At the moment I’m reading Lauren Elkin’s Flâneuse: Women Walk the City in Paris, New York, Tokyo, Venice, and London. To flâner is such a masculine activity in France and she has appropriated it for women in an interesting way. • The Years by Annie Ernaux is published by Fitzcarraldo Editions (£12.99). To order a copy go to guardianbookshop.com or call 0330 333 6846. Free UK p&p over £15, online orders only. Phone orders min p&p of £1.99 Since you’re here… … we have a small favour to ask. More people around the world are reading The Guardian’s independent, investigative journalism than ever before. We’ve now been funded by over one million readers. And unlike many news organisations, we have chosen an approach that allows us to keep our journalism open to all. We believe that each one of us deserves access to accurate information with integrity at its heart. The Guardian is editorially independent, meaning we set our own agenda. 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ESPAÑA MI NATURA EL VINO DE ALEJOS HARÁ CANTAR AL VIEJO Posted: 06 Apr 2019 02:31 PM PDT RETRAHERES DE APOLO: EL VINO DE ALEJOS HARÁ CANTAR AL VIEJO Y QUIEN TUNDE EL PAÑO LE QUITA AL GALLO AY Apolo que comes vives duermes bebes y vive solo Cesar Augusto cagando a gusto Lucrecia es necia Macho y hembra En el Burguillo Se toman un carajillo Antes de hacer el amor Que voy cansado Soy hombre cas Tristes danzas de España gallardas y pavanas Se acabó el frenesí Machaca el ajo y el perejil Yo bostezo Pelo crespo Mondando vísperas Cuido mis ocios A la horca con García Lorca Y quien tunde el paño Quita la cresta al gallo Vieja que baila  harto polvo levanta Robles y pinos todos primos Roldanas, brandas y brandales escaleras en sarao Tres cosas hacen al ome medrar: ciencia, mar y casa real Caballero de ardiente espada Don Amadís de Gaula Escarba el gallo Corral de buen año Escribe Lope buenas comedias De atadero                      el vino de Alaejos Hará cantar al viejo Vino don Erasmo el friolero Tapaba la cabeza Con las orejeras del aderezo Se fue a cantar misa a santo Domingo del Barbecho Y san Briz y san Medel son santos viejos Postigos del Consuelo Corralillos de san Sebastián Jardinillos de san Roque Calles misteriosas de Segovia toda El Cristo de los gascones La requisada de san Pedro Abanto Ermita de san Valero ventolero Revenga y la calzada romana de Fuenfria Donde empieza el acueducto Los patios de san clemente los más indulgentes Hospital de viejos Allí curaban el fuego de san Antón La enfermedad del pan de centeno ESPAÑA MI NATURA PÉREZ REVERTE UN JESUITÓN CURA REBOTADO Posted: 07 Apr 2019 02:14 AM PDT Únicamente hable una vez en el Café Gijón con Pérez Reverte. Le dije una frase que en clase de Retórica pregonaba el P. Penagos en Comillas a todos aquellos alumnos que apuntaban maneras: Sic ad astra (tú llegarás, ese es el camino de las estrellas) y el divo. el niño mimado de las literatura en España, el cartagenero, criado a los pechos de Emilio Romero, el superventas, el que vende más libros, se sintió ofendido y marchó. Yo que estuve con los jesuitas me huelo a ex miembros de la Compañía de Jesús a la legua y este Arturo es un jesuita. Nunca pude acabar ninguno de sus libros. No es un novelista al estilo del P. Coloma pero ahí lo tenemos. El periodismo español está plagado de curas rebotados que colgaron la sotana o de frailes que no volvieron a su convento. Tú llegarás a dar con la cabeza en un pesebre mientras otros se quedaron en el camino. Esta foto retroactiva me parece que fue tomada en la Casa de Alcalá al final de los 60. El rostro del novelista mimado por las musas tiene una pinta cura que no puede ni con ella. No sabemos a qué árbol se arrima este murciano para que sea el único español que pueda vivir de la literatura en un mundo que es para los que escriben tiempo de dolor, duelos y quebrantos. ¿Son sus mentores los del contubernio laico judaico? ESPAÑA MI NATURA EN RECUERDO DE ALFONSO PEREZ PINTOR EL CERILLAS DEL GIJON. FUE UN BUEN AMIGO MÍO EN LOS BORRASCOSOS DÍAS DE LA TRANSICIÓN Posted: 06 Apr 2019 08:38 AM PDT ÉL ERA ANAR r, es difícil que llore pero esta mañana de Santa Agueda cuando las mujeres mandan en Zamarramala me llamó Pepe Barcena, relaciones públicas del Café Gijón, elegante pincerna, buen escritor y copero mayor de nuestras libaciones eucarísticas [dice de él Umbral que Pepe con su melenita corta, su servicialidad y su sonrisa le cae bien a las señoras, y muy buen dicho además] para darme la noticia de que había fallecido Alfonso González Pintor El Cerillas, del Café Gijón, una institución en la vida literaria, política y periodística  madrileña de la Transición, se me saltaron las lágrimas por teléfono. Lloré de dolor. Tenía sólo 72 años y daba aspecto de sempiterno joven. Su sepelio fue tan humilde y servicial como su vida entera. Creo que no sólo se nos ha muerto un hombre se ha acabado toda una época Este humilde menestral, en apariencia, pero una alma grande y un corazón que no le cabía en el pecho, él ponía una gota de almíbar donde todo es hiel y acibar con una de sus humoradas, (¿me escuchas, tú me escuahs? ¿Me quieres? Claro que sí, Alfonsito, no faltaría más. Pero ¿tú me escuchas? No me escuchas, y así arreglábamos el mundo, dale que te pego) munificente en los sablazos que jamás se le olvidaba reclamar por cierto, magnificente en el servir sin ser servil y quedar señor incluso con cabrones que no se lo merecían, pero, en fín corramos un tupido velo, era amigo mío. Como de tanta y tanta gente. No creo que tuviera enemigos y este justo de Israel que no iba jamás a misa y que a lo mejor no creía en dios pero éste  sí que creía en él, Alfonsito, majo traeme un farias y un paquete de chester, eso está hecho a mandar;  me echó más de un capote, y me empujó hacia el burladero del Gijón, tan tolerante de moros como de judíos que el Gran Café fue siempre el gran cantadero de urogallos desde donde se han orquestado conjuras sabidas por todo el mundo y catasta escaparate con veladores y espejos donde el todo Madrid iba a sentarse a hacer el despeje plaza aunque  uno no llevaba por ejemplo a una novia  que nos las acababa quitando Manolo el Guapo y poco nos importaba que el Loco nos pidiera para un café, oye ¿me dejas quince pesetas? Ten, ya digo; era un santo de Israel sin adscripciones sionistas y él que era el Fúcar de todos nosotros odiaba –bueno lo de odiar es un decir porque no creo que en el corazón de Alfonso González Pintor se albergara una micra de odio- miraba con malos ojos al gran capital. Su padre un minero palentino lo pasó mal y anduvo en prisiones pero no creo que sea verdad lo que dice el Tuercebotas  siempre barriendo para casa que lo fusilaran los nacionales, eso sí me contó una historia enternecedora de su madre y él a lomos de un burro huyendo por los puertos camino de Santander, pedían limosna por los pueblos para sacar de comer. Refugiados. Todos somos refugiados y supervivientes de algo. Y si no hubiera habido ese burladero detrás de la barra que él enfilaba con sus ojos cansados y llenos de sabiduría de hombre de vuelta de todo que ve pasar la vida alzado sobre la humilde tajuela de cerillero que más parecía un trono pues todos los guiriguis nada más que lo diquelaban se quedaban con su estampa hidalga y decían aquí tiene su sede un caballero español a mí me hubiera pillado el toro. Y a otros mucho como yo. En tiempos de tribulación no hacer mudanza recomendaba Iñigo. Yo me fui para el café Gijón cuando venían mal dadas. Allí estaba Alfonso. Siempre te daba las buenas tardes pero si te notaba de mal humor hacía que no te veía. Hizo la mili en Caballería y fue mozo de espuelas con el Rey, al que llamaba mi Rey o mi Capitán Borbón. Hasta supo alguna anécdota [el nieto de Alfonso XIII era putañero y le gustaba sofaldar criadas y andar en juergas como a todos los monarcas de esa casa que siempre tuvieron fama de golfos] de faldas que no quería contar pues, archivo de la cortesía, era también paradigma de la discreción. Jamás le escuché hablar mal de nadie ni decir nada que pudiera ofender aunque a veces era especialista en chistes malos, en retruecanos y acertijos. Hacía como que dormía y que no escuchaba pero se enteraba de todo lo que decían los de la mesa tras su banqueta que era la de los tertulianos como Manolo Vicent el que decía aquí hay que venir lloraos ¿y con caspa no, Manolo? Tampoco, de Álvaro de Luna, Tito el de “Cuéntame” y otros. Alguna vez se tomaba la licencia de intervenir en la conversación con la anuencia de todos aunque los de esa mesa eran un poco repugnantes y a mí en más de una ocasión me mandaron a tomar por culo pues yo nunca me callo ni escondo mis pareceres.  Él hizo de este bar un asilo de la inteligencia vencida que se ve cercada como una isla en la vulgaridad ambiente. Habitual de los bancos forrados de terciopelo como los de los Comunes y de sus sillas pasadas de moda he engordado tantos  kilos que ya no me cabía el culo en estas sillerías del coro del cabildo de librepensador. Y allí estaba él.  Siempre igual erecto pues se sentaba tieso para corregir su espalda malhadada por un accidente en la mina y quien lo iba a decir otro absurdo accidente de automóvil sería la causa definitiva de su cita con las parcas. Se me ha muerto un amigo. Yo le debía muchos favores. A mí me parece que era el alma de este lugar con alma, el último café de Madrid de toda aquella saga “La Fontana de Oro”, el “Lyon”, “Pombo” el “Bilis club” al que no faltaba Clarín en sus visitas a Madrid desde Oviedo.  “Fornos”. “Llhardy”. Todo un florilegio de vida social y literaria llamado al finiquito. Alfonso era el último mohicano y su desaparición física ha coincidido con la implantación de la Ley antitabaco de la ministra esa, con cara de gobernante inglesa empeñada en hacernos a los españoles vivir  más sanos pero con peor mala leche pues allá van leyes do quieren reyes esto es los que tienen el BOE de sartén y de mango. Precisamente los que el bueno de Alfonso creía que eran los suyos. ¡Qué desilusión! Seguro que la palmamos antes.  Aquí siempre tiene que haber algún guerrocivilista. Hay que hacer la guerra a algo o alguien. Viejos resabios del atavismo ibero ese que pinta Mingote con un garrote y en taparrabos hacioendonos señas. Oye tú pasa para aquí dentro. Que te voy a dar la cena.  Es el placer de prohibir. A joderse. Antes donde había más de cuatro que cada uno saque su tabaco. Y más de cinco que cada uno se fume el pijo. Ya no. No nos moriremos de cancer de pulmón o de un infarto. Pero a lo mejor un picajoso prurito anal se nos lleva por delante. Descuide, ministra, que aquí nadie va a quedar para simiente. Y si no es del bazo será del espinazo. Empezando por usted que farda incluso de hacer gimnasia en el despacho.  Mens sana in corpore sano. Pero si nos falla la mente a ver qué hacemos con tanto cuerpo cachas pero embrutecido. Veo a los pensionistas solitarios y deprimidos haciendo pedestrismo por el barrio y pienso que mejor estaban echando un tute o en la cantina. A lo mejor estaban menos decontentadizos y habría mucho menos violencia de género. Bueno lo del pito del después no nos lo quitó aun. Todo se andará. Que ya nos quitan el cigarrillo como después nos quitarán  la siesta. Aunque todo seguirá igual. Hemos salido del no te jode para entrar en el nos ha jodido. Son los perros con los mismos collares. Ahora parece que ladran luego mejor cabalgamos. Buscábamos la celebridad y hemos acabado derrotados anónimos. Estamos seguros de ganar victorias después de muertos. La pragmática sanción que convierte a la venganza de los indios y sus usuarios en un atajo de apestados creo que va contra el talante y el talento del hombre hispano (aquí con el cigarrilo o el veguero entre los labios se ha hecho el amor, la guerra, la postguerra, se sellaron amistades y enemistades, se escribieron cartas a la novia, instancias y ultimatums) otrora hubiera provocado un motín, una revuelta popular como la de Esquilache. ¡Cualquiera le recorta las alas del chambergo o los vuelos de un manteo a un español ¡  Hoy el personal se ha vuelto como muy light. Pastueño, acomodaticio. Somos acémilas uncidas a la noria del ir tirando. Ya no quedan españoles como los de antes. Alfonso era uno de ellos. Había mañanas que le veía coger el 27 o el 45 en Atocha. Era un castizo vallecano y creo que del Rayo.  Primero iba al estanco y cargaba con bolsas su tenderete, su chisconcillo, villano en su rincón desde donde veía pasar la vida sin cortejar jamas a la codicia o a la ambición, un secretaire muy coqueto con infulas de bargueño de madera noble. Siempre que se iba cerraba con llave la gabeta. En los alambres pendían billetes de lotería, postales, mecheros, chiclés. Condones no pero alguna vez se los pidió algún cliente en apuros y ese no era Manolo el Guapo que siempre llevaba consigo cajas por un por si acaso.  Era toda una estampa del ayer. Y con él ha pasado una era. Se nos ha muerto nuestro tiempo. Una vividura. Alfonso descansa en paz dondequiera que estés. Al volver del tanatorio de la M30 y de abrazar a su viuda y deudos, una hija y un chico que es clavadito a él, y que vive en Londres, enfilé los carriles de la A6 mi alma esponjada de tristeza tras el adios para siempre al amigo pero llena de paz. Era la paz que siempre transmitía él. 05/02/06 ESPAÑA MI NATURA

SAN JOSÉ Y SAN ANTONIO DE PADUA DOS GRANDES TAUMATURGOS DE LA IGLESIA DE OCCIDENTE Posted: 06 Apr 2019 08:29 AM PDT SAN ANTONIO Y SAN JOSÉ DOS EPÍGONOS DE LA CASTIDAD VARONIL A mis 74 años que ayer cumplí otros no llegaron no estoy para muchas tonterías pero sigo en la misma brecha de siempre.  San Antonio de Padua vino con el niño en la mano y con los días claros y radiantes los mejores del año palabra radiante Arca del Testamento y era tan elocuente que las avecicas del cielo se paraban a escuchar cuando predicaba. También entendía el idioma de los peces. Felicidades a los Añtoñitos y Antoñitas y a los Pepes porque en nuestros pueblos era nombre común el nombre de José Antonio un binomio para unir a los dos arquetipos de la castidad. La religión católica abandera en la teología josefina y antoniana el postulado de la virginidad varonil un tema que impugnan las otras dos religiones del Libro. El monoteísmo muslímico  la rechaza como una maldición de Alá. Los judíos a su vez ven en la esterilidad un castigo. Los patriarcas del antiguo testamento tuvieron muchas mujeres. David pecó con Betsabé y decretó la muerte de su marido. Salomón se acostó con la Reina de Saba. Matusalén tuvo numerosas coimas y vivió largos días. Los cristianos sed perfectos como mi padre celestial es perfecto quisieron seguir los pasos del Maestro que nació de una virgen, guardó continencia toda su vida lo que siempre fue piedra de escándalo para los de la sinagoga, y adoptó el levirato nazareno de los que no bebían ni vino ni sidra y se guardaban de todo comercio con mujer. Los limpios de corazón verán a Dios. Sólo a los castos les corresponde con derecho la prerrogativa de la taumaturgia. San Antonio y san José son los santos más milagreros del añalejo y las epactas del santoral litúrgico. Teresa de Jesús ponía bajo la protección de todos los conventos que fundara ( “el casto José me protege y no me niega nada”) a resguardo de este santo varón del que se sabe muy poco al ser citado sólo un par de veces en los evangelios, y del que los apócrifos cuentan que fue escogido para tutor de Jesucristo entre muchos galileos a los que Dios mandó ir al Templo con una vara de peral en pleno invierno. Hubo una ordalía. Puestos en hileras los aspirantes a la paternida del Mesías, después de aquella parada de identificación únicamente la vara de José floreció. Obtuvo el puedo. Tampoco el cándido glorioso y divino Antonio dulce santo portugués conoció mujer a lo largo de sus días. Canónigo de Coimbra cuando llegaron a Lisboa las reliquias de unos santos misioneros franciscanos que habían sido degollados por los moros de Ceuta, decidió entrar en la orden seráfica para ir a predicar a los mahometanos. Zarpó con otros frailes rumbo a Berbería pero cerca de Agadir la nave fue acometida por una borrasca y no alcanzaron su destino. La corriente les arrastró hasta un puerto italiano. Antonio acaba en Padua. Predicador eximio martillo de herejes y el Arca del Testamento sanaba enfermos, resucitaba a los muertos, leía conciencias y delataba el porvenir a sus penitentes. Tenía el don de profecía, el don de lenguas, el de la bilocación porque lo vieron subido a un púlpito en Poitiers a la vez que en Padua. Practicante de la compasión y de la caridad, socorría a los menesterosos. El paño de lágrimas de los afligidos y el pan de los pobres era este fraile. Fue un escogido que conmovía a las multitudes europeas en el siglo XIII. Y esos poderes taumatúrgicos, a decir de los entendidos, emanaban del hecho de que en su vida cometió un pecado mortal. En los cuadros y su culto y su popularidad estuvieron muy extendidos en España durante el pasado siglo ▬ un cromo del santo presidía la cabecera de muchas alcobas y adornaba las paredes de comedores y salitas de antaño con un ramo de flores de azahar o con un lirio ▬   y no faltaba en muchas casas una revista que editaban los franciscanos de Palencia “El Pan de los Pobres” o el “Promotor de la Devoción”. Igual que la vara florida del casto José. Se me vienen a la memoria aquellos siete domingos de San José en los inviernos de mi adolescencia. Fueron los padres josefinos los que me enseñaron la doctrina cristiana y los que nos prepararon para el seminario. En el esposo de la Virgen se preconiza la oscuridad y su vida oculta, su sencillez y su amor al trabajo pues dicen las escrituras “¿No es este el hijo de Maria y del carpintero no se llama su padre José y sus hermanos Jaime, Juan y Judas”, se escandalizaban sus paisanos de Nazareth? Treinta años de vida oculta y de esa humildad y sencillez de un obrero ▬ faber así lo describe san Lucas: el que trabaja con sus manos ▬ así como las dudas que debió de padecer el santo varón y padre putativo al enterarse de que su mujer estaba encinta fueron remunerados por Yahvé ( El que es sinónimo de Eloy, el Creador, los hebreos no se atreven  a llamar a Dios por su nombre, tal es su profundo respeto y aversión a la blasfemia) con esas facultades extraordinarias para hacer prodigios que sólo concede a los continentes y abstinentes. Yo me encomendé a san Antonio en agosto de 1975 cuando volaba de Madeira a Londres. Nuestro avión  incendió uno de los motores pero logramos aterrizar (una verdadera odisea tengo por cierto que fue un milagro de mi santo onomástico) y mi mujer y yo regresamos de viaje de novios salimos indemnes tras lanzarnos desde el ala del aparato. Bueno; ella sólo con una fractura del tobillo. Llegó a Londres escayolada. Bien comenzaba nuestra vida nupcial… San José por el que sienten un cariño especial los conversos o sentimos una estampa suya que llevaba adosada al pecho cuando hacia un reportaje como detentebala en Belfast me libró de los disparos de una paracaidista británico que patrullaba en un blindado por una zona donde yo hacía fotografía de suerte que ahora entiendo la frase de Santa Teresa “Soy devota del Rey David y de san José que no me niegan nada cuando acudo a ellos en auxilio”    ESPAÑA MI NATURA

gloria a la maquina de escribir el piano de mis ideas Posted: 06 Apr 2019 05:29 AM PDT MAQUINA DE ESCRIBIRes el piano de las ideas lo mismo que el tablero del ordenador y era por aquellos días todo un instrumento de precisión. Su inventor se llama Wetereeng y piensa que es una forma de acelerar y de transformar la existencia. El pensamiento acude con demasiada precipitación a la cabeza. Es un producto del maquinismo exagerado y finisecular. A la vieja WETERENG  que así se llamaba el inventor suceden las portátiles. Ortega Munilla en la exposición universal de parís de 1989 nos da idea del suceso. ESPAÑA MI NATURA

EDUARDO EL CONFESOR Posted: 06 Apr 2019 05:19 AM PDT 13 de octubre SAN EDUARDO DE INGLATERRA EDWARD THE CONFESSOR  By Antonio PARRA-GALINDO:-  When I went to England for the second time in October 1966, the whole country was in celebration and ephemeredes of the founder of English monarchy, Edward III the Confessor.  I arrived late to the school where I was supposed to teach Spanish in two secondary schools one was run by the state and the other was catholic an it was first there I me the philistine Paul Preston; he was my pupil in the sixth form a sort of very thick bloke but very conceited as an assistant four days late. I nearly got the sack. The headmaster was mad for my lack of punctuality. Oh boy these Spaniards always siesta drinking sangria, thinking of sex, eating olives and oil and riding donkeys. Hull up north by the Humber was the dullest town an inhospitable of my whole life. What a grotty place! Also I starved.  The grant I received from the Government was insufficient: if I paid the rent, I did not eat, and if I ate I was always in arrears with my grudging landlady who was an old bird who spend all her days looking through the windows panes at the traffic of Beverley road very scarce on those days. All her meagre pension went, as she was an animal lover and member of the Society of cat lovers, and feeding seven cats one of them was a civet cat big and fat it was castrated, randy sort of devil who went courting and womanizing in the freezing January nights and got involved in fights with rival males, received scratches and one love-quarrel left him one-eyed.  It seems that the poor eunuch was the favourite. Its name was Persha and she talked to it as it the poor fleecy feline was her baby. Miss Simpson was lonely and quiet very thin and grudging she left written notes and posted them underneath the threshold door. Always complaining of the misdemeanour of tenants.  One day she passed away. I think she starved herself. Her budget was much in fags, and little in solid food, I think she only ate biscuits. We had to find other abodes. The house was close on her decease.  She had lung cancer and heard her suspicious cough many a night downstairs. The England I encountered had nothing to do with the old merry England I dreamt ad learnt in books: cathedrals, cottages, nice pubs and songs, Shakespeare.  There was no cathedral in Hull a town which had been destroyed by the Luftwaffe bombers during the blitz: the harbour was horrid and still in ruins. I never have been in such grotty places. Hull held the record for the ugliest women of the world and most horripilate tarts in the whole planet. You smelled poverty every where.  Most of the men were on the dole and still there was rationing.  In Beverly a mile away there was a Minster but the cathedrals in England had nothing to do with the idea I preconceived from them. They were monuments to British patriotism. Britannia was a religion.  I realized that since God is an Englishman. Anglicanism became a sort of religion based on the Bible and the hatred to the pope. The Beatles blasted their songs. English wives ran away with the milkman. Mr Harold Wilson lived in number ten Downing Street and there were strikes and Trade Unions. And sittings in and anti Vietnam War demos. Make love not war. Those were the sixties. Where was Edward the Third? No where. People stopped going to church and parsons preached to empty congregations. I bought myself a transistor and heard my favourite programme Ten of the pops. Girls dressed mini skirts and there was black and white TV. There was David Frost with that was the week that was, Alf Garnet and the Two Ronnies.  I understood the congenial English but could not follow the conversation in the Yorkshires dialect. We are blunt and down to earth you know. Where was Edward the confessor? Where the old merry England of my dreams? I had read many books on Medieval England but even the British medievalists they drive on the left and they had their own peculiar ideas and won’t tolerate a foreigner to tell them what to do and things are they are. I was looking for Edward the Confessor and I found Perfidious and fastidious Albion. And milk ´goat. The Brits are milks goats. They don’t mix with anything. Good insulars. Abroad they hold on the balance of power and they don’t have friends but interests. That’s it British interests. Pride and prejudice that was a rule in the character of those northerners and they are proud and prejudiced and they could become nasty and xenophobic. In the staff room the other masters looked at me with a chip on their shoulder. Oh dear I never could become an English. What disillusionment. I never shall become one of hem. At the doldrums, I spent half of the time reading since all half my allowance went to the book shops and the other half in beer and chasing the mini skirts.  Without boasting the thought I was an Italian and they got romantic and sang to me the song oh Antonio selling good lollipops and ice cream. Your lodgings or mine that was the question on the Saturday night. And we tossed a tanner in the air and it was love at first sight. Please not the whole way. I am not in the pill. A dissipated life I lead and I sinner I was those days but it was easy to score in those days of the swinging sixties looking Italian speaking good English and without being too handsome having feeling. On their arms I felt like a gigolo. A man object I felt. And the one of the first words I learned was wily. How is your wily, mate? Ready for Virginia, then. Let’s go. Come on. Your place. My place.  Hull and London girls liked Latin lovers. They used me like a disposable nappy. Mea culpa. Mea culpa. But where was old the confessor? That year was the ninth centenary of the battle of Hastings. The British defeated the Danish.  King Edward the confessor 1004-1066 lived in the dark middle ages when the bishop of Rome died by poison. He tried to raise the standards of English Christendom. He built the abbey of Westminster. It was the time of the investitures. His personality has come to us shrouded in the mist of myths and legends.  All we know for certain is that he defeated the Vikings and had to suffer exile and the misunderstand of her mother- terrible shortcoming, the king had to put up with his maternal ingratitude and became a saint by means of tolerance and patience- who married Knut his best enemy who plundered with the Vikings all the coast of East Anglia.  Edward descendant of Alfred the Great spent most of his live in the exile in France and was crowned in the abbey of Westminster.  He married another saint and queen Sancta Edita.  In my apartment of Beverley road, damp with falling wall paper and with a gas heater which cost me a fortune you had to keep patenting shillings in the slit and hardly and went that terrible winter of 56 without electricity for lack of payment, I meditated shivering underneath my craggy blankets and half starving about this mysterious king.  He was a kind o of anticlimax. I thought that the confessor of the Faith was only in my head. He did not exist.  Nearly naked or in rags like most of poor students, I bought clothes at pawn shops and dowdies.  I smoked woodbine and N.6 horrid cigarettes and mean and down to earth like the Northerners I came across. They made you cough and no wonder they gave lung cancer to my good landlady. I was a regular at the Bull a rough pub at the intersection of Beverley and Nottingham road. My teaching was a disaster. I had a fight with that Paul Preston because of Franco. He is now a very renowned historian of the Spanish Civil war. Preston hated Spaniards. I could not stand him.  In spite of that I saved my pennies for tickets at local pubs and the dancing halls. There was one dancing called the Locarno I remember well... There I met nymphomaniacs. They liked quickies in the street alleys too call or on the back of a car. But where was Edward the confessor? Not in Hull the dull. That king was a sort of fiasco. All England was a kind of fiasco. I learnt the language and I learned love and the facts of life the hard way.  Of course England had me in a way but it was tough and very disappointed in those bad old days. Tuesday, 14 October 2008 ESPAÑA MI NATURA

misa de san isidoro padre del rito visigótico y de lños intelectuales españoles las gente que de dedica a amsr a los demás por medio de la literatura Posted: 06 Apr 2019 05:14 AM PDT Sabbato infra Hebdomadam IV in Quadragesima ~ IV. classis Sancta Missa Compare    Divinum Officium      ↓  ↑     Kalendarium     Options Ante Missam Top  Next Incipit In nómine Patris, ✠ et Fílii, et Spíritus Sancti. Amen. 2 Beginning In the Name of the Father, and of the Son, ✠ and of the Holy Ghost. Amen. Top  Next S. Introíbo ad altáre Dei. M. Ad Deum, qui lætíficat iuventútem meam. S. Iúdica me, Deus, et discérne causam meam de gente non sancta: ab hómine iníquo et dolóso érue me. M. Quia tu es, Deus, fortitudo mea: quare me reppulísti, et quare tristis incédo, dum afflígit me inimícus? S. Emítte lucem tuam et veritátem tuam: ipsa me deduxérunt, et adduxérunt in montem sanctum tuum et in tabernácula tua. M. Et introíbo ad altáre Dei: ad Deum, qui lætíficat iuventútem meam. S. Confitébor tibi in cíthara, Deus, Deus meus: quare tristis es, ánima mea, et quare contúrbas me? M. Spera in Deo, quóniam adhuc confitébor illi: salutáre vultus mei, et Deus meus. S. Glória Patri, et Fílio, et Spirítui Sancto. M. Sicut erat in princípio, et nunc, et semper: et in saecula sæculórum. Amen. S. Introíbo ad altáre Dei. M. Ad Deum, qui lætíficat iuventútem meam. 3 P. I will go in unto the altar of God. S. To God who giveth joy to my youth. P. Judge me, O God, and distinguish my cause from the nation which is not holy: deliver me from the unjust and deceitful man. S. For Thou, O God, art my strength: why hast Thou cast me off? and why go I sorrowful whilst the enemy afflicteth me? P. Send forth Thy light and Thy truth: they have conducted me and brought me unto Thy holy mount, and into Thy tabernacles. S. And I will go into the altar of God: to God who giveth joy to my youth. P. To Thee, O God, my God, I will give praise upon the harp; why art thou sad, O my soul, and why dost thou disquiet me? S. Hope in God, for I will still give praise to Him: the salvation of my countenance and my God. P. Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Ghost. S. As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, world without end. Amen. P. I will go in unto the altar of God. S. To God who giveth joy to my youth.  Top  Next V. Adiutórium nostrum ✠ in nómine Dómini. R. Qui fecit coelum et terram. Confíteor Deo omnipoténti, beátæ Maríæ semper Vírgini, beáto Michaéli Archángelo, beáto Ioánni Baptístæ, sanctis Apóstolis Petro et Paulo, ómnibus Sanctis, et vobis, fratres: quia peccávi nimis cogitatióne, verbo et opere: mea culpa, mea culpa, mea máxima culpa. Ideo precor beátam Maríam semper Vírginem, beátum Michaélem Archángelum, beátum Ioánnem Baptístam, sanctos Apóstolos Petrum et Paulum, omnes Sanctos, et vos, fratres, orare pro me ad Dóminum, Deum nostrum. M. Misereátur tui omnípotens Deus, et, dimíssis peccátis tuis, perdúcat te ad vitam ætérnam. S. Amen, M. Confíteor Deo omnipoténti, beátæ Maríæ semper Vírgini, beáto Michaéli Archángelo, beáto Ioánni Baptístæ, sanctis Apóstolis Petro et Paulo, ómnibus Sanctis, et tibi, pater: quia peccávi nimis cogitatióne, verbo et opere: mea culpa, mea culpa, mea máxima culpa. Ideo precor beátam Maríam semper Vírginem, beátum Michaélem Archángelum, beátum Ioánnem Baptístam, sanctos Apóstolos Petrum et Paulum, omnes Sanctos, et te, pater, orare pro me ad Dóminum, Deum nostrum. S. Misereátur nostri omnípotens Deus, et, dimíssis peccátis nostris , perdúcat nos ad vitam ætérnam. R. Amen. S. Indulgéntiam, ✠ absolutionem et remissiónem peccatórum nostrórum tríbuat nobis omnípotens et miséricors Dóminus. R. Amen. 4 P. Our help ✠ is in the Name of the Lord. S. Who made heaven and earth. P. I confess to almighty God, to the blessed Mary ever Virgin, blessed Michael the Archangel, blessed John the Baptist, the holy Apostles Peter and Paul, to all the Saints, and to you, brothers, that I have sinned exceedingly in thought, word, and deed, through my fault, through my fault, through my most grievous fault. Therefore I beseech the blessed Mary, ever Virgin, blessed Michael the Archangel, blessed John the Baptist, the holy Apostles Peter and Paul, all the Saints, and you, brothers, to pray to the Lord our God for me. S. May almighty God be merciful to thee, and forgiving thy sins, bring thee to everlasting life.  P. Amen. S. I confess to almighty God, to the blessed Mary ever Virgin, blessed Michael the Archangel, blessed John the Baptist, the holy Apostles Peter and Paul, to all the Saints, and to you, Father, that I have sinned exceedingly in thought, word, and deed, through my fault, through my fault, through my most grievous fault. Therefore I beseech the blessed Mary, ever Virgin, blessed Michael the Archangel, blessed John the Baptist, the holy Apostles Peter and Paul, all the Saints, and you, Father, to pray to the Lord our God for me.  P. May almighty God be merciful to us , and forgiving thy sins, bring us to everlasting life. S. Amen. P. May the ✠ almighty and merciful Lord grant us pardon, absolution, and remission of our sins. S. Amen.  Top  Next V. Deus, tu convérsus vivificábis nos. R. Et plebs tua lætábitur in te. V. Osténde nobis, Dómine, misericórdiam tuam. R. Et salutáre tuum da nobis. V. Dómine, exáudi oratiónem meam. R. Et clamor meus ad te véniat. V. Dóminus vobíscum. R. Et cum spíritu tuo. Orémus, Aufer a nobis, quaesumus, Dómine, iniquitátes nostras: ut ad Sancta sanctórum puris mereámur méntibus introíre. Per Christum, Dóminum nostrum. Amen. Orámus te, Dómine, per mérita Sanctórum tuórum, quorum relíquiæ hic sunt, et ómnium Sanctórum: ut indulgére dignéris ómnia peccáta mea. Amen. 5 P. O God, Thou wilt turn again and quicken us. S. And thy people shall rejoice in Thee. P. Show us, O Lord, Thy mercy. S. And grant us Thy salvation. P. O Lord, hear my prayer. S. And let my cry come before Thee. P. The Lord be with you. S. And with thy spirit. Let us pray. Take away from us our iniquities, we beseech Thee, O Lord, that we may be worthy to enter with pure minds into the Holy of Holies, through Christ our Lord. Amen. We beseech Thee, O Lord, by the merits of Thy Saints, whose relics are here, and of all the Saints, that Thou wouldst vouchsafe to forgive me all my sins. Amen. Top  Next Introitus Isa 55:1 Sitiéntes, venite ad aquas, dicit Dóminus: et qui non habétis prétium, veníte et bíbite cum lætítia. Ps 77:1. Atténdite, pópule meus, legem meam: inclináte aurem vestram in verba oris mei. V. Glória Patri, et Fílio, et Spirítui Sancto. R. Sicut erat in princípio, et nunc, et semper, et in saecula saeculórum. Amen Sitiéntes, venite ad aquas, dicit Dóminus: et qui non habétis prétium, veníte et bíbite cum lætítia. 6 Introit Isa 55:1 All you who thirst, come to the waters, says the Lord: and you who have no money, come and drink with joy. Ps 77:1 Hearken, My people, to My teaching; incline your ears to the words of My mouth. V. Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Ghost. R. As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, world without end. Amen. All you who thirst, come to the waters, says the Lord: and you who have no money, come and drink with joy. Top  Next Kyrie S. Kýrie, eléison. M. Kýrie, eléison. S. Kýrie, eléison. M. Christe, eléison. S. Christe, eléison. M. Christe, eléison. S. Kýrie, eléison. M. Kýrie, eléison. S. Kýrie, eléison. 7 Kyrie P. Lord, have mercy. S. Lord, have mercy. P. Lord, have mercy. S. Christ, have mercy. P. Christ, have mercy. S. Christ, have mercy. P. Lord, have mercy. S. Lord, have mercy. P. Lord, have mercy.  Top  Next Gloria omit. 8 Gloria omit. Top  Next Oratio V. Dóminus vobíscum. R. Et cum spiritu tuo. Orémus. Fiat, Dómine, quǽsumus, per grátiam tuam fructuósus nostræ devotiónis afféctus: quia tunc nobis próderunt suscépta ieiúnia, si tuæ sint plácita pietáti. Per Dominum nostrum Iesum Christum, Filium tuum: qui tecum vivit et regnat in unitate Spiritus Sancti Deus, per omnia saecula saeculorum. R. Amen. 9 Collect V. The Lord be with you. R. And with thy spirit. Let us pray. Make fruitful, we beseech You, O Lord, the zeal of our fervent devotion; for only if it pleases You shall the fasting we have undertaken be of benefit to us. Through Jesus Christ, thy Son our Lord, Who liveth and reigneth with thee, in the unity of the Holy Ghost, ever one God, world without end. R. Amen. Top  Next Lectio Léctio Isaíæ Prophétæ. Isa 49:8-15 Hæc dicit Dóminus: In témpore plácito exaudívi te, et in die salútis auxiliátus sum tui: et servávi te, et dedi te in foedus pópuli, ut suscitáres terram, et possidéres hereditátes dissipátas: ut díceres his, qui vincti sunt: Exíte: et his, qui in ténebris: Revelámini. Super vias pascéntur, et in ómnibus planis páscua eórum. Non esúrient neque sítient, et non percútiet eos æstus et sol: quia miserátor eórum reget eos, et ad fontes aquárum potábit eos. Et ponam omnes montes meos in viam, et sémitæ meæ exaltabúntur. Ecce, isti de longe vénient, et ecce illi ab aquilóne et mari, et isti de terra austráli. Laudáte, coeli, et exsúlta, terra, iubiláte, montes, laudem: quia consolátus est Dóminus pópulum suum, et páuperum suórum miserébitur. Et dixit Sion: Derelíquit me Dóminus, et Dóminus oblítus est mei. Numquid oblivísci potest múlier infántem suum, ut non misereátur fílio uteri sui? et si illa oblíta fúerit, ego tamen non oblivíscar tui, dicit Dóminus omnípotens. R. Deo gratias. 10 Lesson Lesson from the Prophecy of Isaias Isa 49:8-15 Thus says the Lord: In a time of favor I answer you, on the day of salvation I help you, to restore the land and allot the desolate heritages, saying to the prisoners: Come out! to those in darkness: Show yourselves! Along the ways they shall find pasture, on every bare height shall their pastures be. They shall not hunger or thirst, nor shall the scorching wind or the sun strike them; for he who pities them leads them and guides them beside springs of water. I will cut a road through all My mountains, and make My highways level. See, some shall come from afar, others from the north and the west, and some from the land of Syene. Sing out, O heavens, and rejoice, O earth, break forth into song, you mountains. For the Lord comforts His people and shows mercy to His afflicted. But Sion said, The Lord has forsaken me; my Lord has forgotten me. Can a mother forget her infant, be without tenderness for the child of her womb? Even should she forget, I will never forget you, says the Lord almighty. R. Thanks be to God. Top  Next Graduale Ps 9:14, 1-2 Tibi, Dómine, derelíctus est pauper: pupíllo tu eris adiútor. V. Ut quid, Dómine, recessísti longe, déspicis in opportunitátibus, in tribulatióne? dum supérbit ímpius, incénditur pauper. 11 Gradual Ps 9:14, 1-2. On You, O Lord, the unfortunate man depends; of the fatherless You are the helper. V. Why, O Lord, do You stand aloof? Why hide in times of distress? While the wicked man is proud, the afflicted is set on fire. Top  Next Evangelium Munda cor meum, ac labia mea, omnípotens Deus, qui labia Isaíæ Prophétæ cálculo mundásti igníto: ita me tua grata miseratióne dignáre mundáre, ut sanctum Evangélium tuum digne váleam nuntiáre. Per Christum, Dóminum nostrum. Amen. Iube, Dómine, benedícere. Dóminus sit in corde meo et in lábiis meis: ut digne et competénter annúntiem Evangélium suum. Amen. V. Dóminus vobíscum. R. Et cum spíritu tuo. Sequéntia +︎ sancti Evangélii secúndum Ioánnem. R. Gloria tibi, Domine! Ioann 8:12-20 In illo témpore: Locútus est Iesus turbis Iudæórum, dicens: Ego sum lux mundi: qui séquitur me, non ámbulat in ténebris, sed habébit lumen vitæ. Dixérunt ergo ei pharisaei: Tu de te ipso testimónium pérhibes: testimónium tuum non est verum. Respóndit Iesus et dixit eis: Et si ego testimónium perhíbeo de meípso, verum est testimónium meum: quia scio, unde veni et quo vado: vos autem nescítis, unde vénio aut quo vado. Vos secúndum carnem iudicátis: ego non iúdico quemquam: et si iúdico ego, iudícium meum verum est, quia solus non sum: sed ego et, qui misit me, Pater. Et in lege vestra scriptum est, quia duórum hóminum testimónium verum est. Ego sum, qui testimónium perhíbeo de meípso: et testimónium pérhibet de me, qui misit me, Pater. Dicébant ergo ei: Ubi est Pater tuus? Respóndit Iesus: Neque me scitis neque Patrem meum: si me sciretis, fórsitan et Patrem meum scirétis. Hæc verba locútus est Iesus in gazophylácio, docens in templo: et nemo apprehéndit eum, quia necdum vénerat hora eius. R. Laus tibi, Christe! S. Per Evangelica dicta, deleantur nostra delicta. 12 Gospel Cleanse my heart and my lips, O almighty God, who didst cleanse the lips of the prophet Isaias with a burning coal, and vouchsafe, through Thy gracious mercy, so to purify me, that I may worthily announce Thy holy Gospel. Through Christ our Lord. Amen. Give me Thy blessing, O Lord. The Lord be in my heart and on my lips, that I may worthily and in a becoming manner, proclaim His holy Gospel. Amen. P. The Lord be with you. S. And with thy spirit. Continuation +︎of the Holy Gospel according to John R. Glory be to Thee, O Lord. John 8:12-20 At that time, Jesus spoke to the multitudes of the Jews, saying, I am the light of the world. He who follows Me does not walk in the darkness, but will have the light of life. The Pharisees therefore said to Him, You bear witness to Yourself. Your witness is not true. Jesus answered and said to them, Even if I bear witness to Myself, My witness is true, because I know where I came from and where I go. But you do not know where I came from or where I go. You judge according to the flesh; I judge no one. And even if I do judge, My judgment is true, because I am not alone, but with Me is He Who sent Me, the Father. And in your Law it is written that the witness of two persons is true. It is I Who bear witness to Myself, and He Who sent Me, the Father, bears witness to Me. They therefore said to Him, Where is your Father? Jesus answered, You know neither Me nor My Father. If you knew Me, you would then know My Father also. Jesus spoke these words in the treasury, while teaching in the temple. And no one seized Him, because His hour had not yet come. R. Praise be to Thee, O Christ. S. By the words of the Gospel may our sins be blotted out. Top  Next Credo omit. 13 Creed omit. Top  Next Offertorium V. Dóminus vobíscum. R. Et cum spíritu tuo. Orémus Ps 17:3 Factus est Dóminus firmaméntum meum, et refúgium meum, et liberátor meus: et sperábo in eum. 14 Offertory P. The Lord be with you. S. And with thy spirit. Let us pray. Ps 17:3 The Lord is become my rock, my fortress, my deliverer; and in Him will I put my trust. Suscipe, sancte Pater, omnipotens ætérne Deus, hanc immaculátam hóstiam, quam ego indígnus fámulus tuus óffero tibi Deo meo vivo et vero, pro innumerabílibus peccátis, et offensiónibus, et neglegéntiis meis, et pro ómnibus circumstántibus, sed et pro ómnibus fidélibus christiánis vivis atque defúnctis: ut mihi, et illis profíciat ad salútem in vitam ætérnam. Amen. Accept, O holy Father, almighty and eternal God, this unspotted host, which I, Thy unworthy servant, offer unto Thee, my living and true God, for my innumerable sins, offenses, and negligences, and for all here present: as also for all faithful Christians, both living and dead, that it may avail both me and them for salvation unto life everlasting. Amen.  Deus, qui humánæ substántiæ dignitátem mirabíliter condidísti, et mirabílius reformásti: da nobis per huius aquæ et vini mystérium, eius divinitátis esse consórtes, qui humanitátis nostræ fíeri dignátus est párticeps, Iesus Christus, Fílius tuus, Dóminus noster: Qui tecum vivit et regnat in unitáte Spíritus Sancti Deus: per ómnia saecula sæculórum. Amen. O God, who, in creating human nature, didst wonderfully dignify it, and still more wonderfully restore it, grant that, by the Mystery of this water and wine, we may be made partakers of His divine nature, who vouchsafed to be made partaker of our human nature, even Jesus Christ our Lord, Thy Son, who with Thee, liveth and reigneth in the unity of the Holy Ghost, God: world without end. Amen.  Top  Next Offérimus tibi, Dómine, cálicem salutáris, tuam deprecántes cleméntiam: ut in conspéctu divínæ maiestátis tuæ, pro nostra et totíus mundi salute, cum odóre suavitátis ascéndat. Amen. In spíritu humilitátis et in ánimo contríto suscipiámur a te, Dómine: et sic fiat sacrifícium nostrum in conspéctu tuo hódie, ut pláceat tibi, Dómine Deus. Veni, sanctificátor omnípotens ætérne Deus: et bene ✠ dic hoc sacrifícium, tuo sancto nómini præparátum. 17 We offer unto Thee, O Lord, the chalice of salvation, beseeching Thy clemency, that it may ascend before Thy divine Majesty, as a sweet savor, for our salvation, and for that of the whole world. Amen. Accept us, O Lord, in the spirit of humility and contrition of heart, and grant that the sacrifice which we offer this day in Thy sight may be pleasing to Thee, O Lord God. Come, O almighty and eternal God, the Sanctifier, and bless ✠ this Sacrifice, prepared for the glory of Thy holy Name.  Top  Next Lavábo inter innocéntes manus meas: et circúmdabo altáre tuum. Dómine: Ut áudiam vocem laudis, et enárrem univérsa mirabília tua. Dómine, diléxi decórem domus tuæ et locum habitatiónis glóriæ tuæ. Ne perdas cum ímpiis, Deus, ánimam meam, et cum viris sánguinum vitam meam: In quorum mánibus iniquitátes sunt: déxtera eórum repléta est munéribus. Ego autem in innocéntia mea ingréssus sum: rédime me et miserére mei. Pes meus stetit in dirécto: in ecclésiis benedícam te, Dómine. V. Glória Patri, et Fílio, et Spirítui Sancto. R. Sicut erat in princípio, et nunc, et semper, et in saecula saeculórum. Amen 18 I will wash my hands among the innocent: and I will compass Thine altar, O Lord That I may hear the voice of praise: and tell of all Thy wonderous works. I have loved, O Lord, the beauty of Thy house and the place where Thy glory dwelleth. Take not away my soul, O God, with the wicked: nor my life with blood-thirsty men. In whose hands are iniquities, their right hand is filled with gifts. But I have walked in my innocence: redeem me, and have mercy on me. My foot hath stood in the direct way, in the churches I will bless Thee, O Lord. V. Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Ghost. R. As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, world without end. Amen. Súscipe, sancta Trinitas, hanc oblatiónem, quam tibi offérimus ob memóriam passiónis, resurrectiónis, et ascensiónis Iesu Christi, Dómini nostri: et in honórem beátæ Maríæ semper Vírginis, et beáti Ioannis Baptistæ, et sanctórum Apostolórum Petri et Pauli, et istórum et ómnium Sanctórum: ut illis profíciat ad honórem, nobis autem ad salútem: et illi pro nobis intercédere dignéntur in coelis, quorum memóriam ágimus in terris. Per eúndem Christum, Dóminum nostrum. Amen. Receive, O holy Trinity, this oblation which we make to Thee, in memory of the Passion, Resurrection and Ascension of our Lord Jesus Christ, and in honor of Blessed Mary, ever Virgin, blessed John the Baptist, the holy Apostles Peter and Paul, and of all the Saints, that it may avail unto their honor and our salvation, and may they vouchsafe to intercede for us in heaven, whose memory we celebrate on earth. Through the same Christ our Lord. Amen.  Top  Next S. Oráte, fratres: ut meum ac vestrum sacrifícium acceptábile fiat apud Deum Patrem omnipoténtem. M. Suscípiat Dóminus sacrifícium de mánibus tuis ad laudem et glóriam nominis sui, ad utilitátem quoque nostram, totiúsque Ecclésiæ suæ sanctæ. S. Amen. Secreta Oblatiónibus nostris, quǽsumus, Dómine, placáre suscéptis: et ad te nostras etiam rebélles compélle propítius voluntátes. Per Dominum nostrum Iesum Christum, Filium tuum: qui tecum vivit et regnat in unitate Spiritus Sancti Deus, per omnia saecula saeculorum. R. Amen. 20 P. Brethren, pray that my Sacrifice and yours may be acceptable to God the Father almighty. S. May the Lord receive the Sacrifice from thy hands, to the praise and glory of His Name, to our benefit and that of all His holy Church. P. Amen. Secret Graciously accept our offerings, O Lord, we beseech You, and mercifully direct our still rebellious wills to You. Through Jesus Christ, thy Son our Lord, Who liveth and reigneth with thee, in the unity of the Holy Ghost, ever one God, world without end. R. Amen. Top  Next Praefatio V. Dóminus vobíscum. R. Et cum spíritu tuo. V. Sursum corda. R. Habémus ad Dóminum. V. Grátias agámus Dómino, Deo nostro. R. Dignum et iustum est. de Quadragesima Vere dignum et iustum est, æquum et salutáre, nos tibi semper, et ubíque grátias agere: Dómine, sancte Pater, omnípotens ætérne Deus: Qui corporáli ieiúnio vítia cómprimis, mentem élevas, virtútem largíris et prǽmia: per Christum Dóminum nostrum. Per quem maiestátem tuam laudant Angeli, adórant Dominatiónes, tremunt Potestátes. Cæli cælorúmque Virtútes, ac beáta Séraphim, sócia exsultatióne concélebrant. Cum quibus et nostras voces, ut admitti iúbeas, deprecámur, súpplici confessióne dicentes: Sanctus, Sanctus, Sanctus Dóminus, Deus Sábaoth. Pleni sunt coeli et terra glória tua. Hosánna in excélsis. Benedíctus, qui venit in nómine Dómini. Hosánna in excélsis. 21 Preface P. The Lord be with you. S. And with thy spirit. P. Lift up your hearts. S. We have lifted them up to the Lord. P. Let us give thanks to the Lord our God. S. It is meet and just. Lent It is truly meet and just, right and for our salvation, that we should at all times, and in all places, give thanks unto Thee, O holy Lord, Father almighty, everlasting God; Who by this bodily fast, dost curb our vices, dost lift up our minds and bestow on us strength and rewards; through Christ our Lord. Through whom the Angels praise Thy Majesty, the Dominations worship it, the Powers stand in awe. The Heavens and the heavenly hosts together with the blessed Seraphim in triumphant chorus unite to celebrate it. Together with these we entreat Thee that Thou mayest bid our voices also to be admitted while we say with lowly praise: Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord God of Sabaoth! Heaven and earth are full of Thy glory! Hosanna in the highest! Blessed is He that cometh in the Name of the Lord! Hosanna in the highest!  Top  Next Canon Te igitur, clementíssime Pater, per Iesum Christum, Fílium tuum, Dóminum nostrum, súpplices rogámus, ac pétimus, uti accepta habeas et benedícas, hæc ✠ dona, hæc ✠ múnera, hæc ✠ sancta sacrifícia illibáta, in primis, quæ tibi offérimus pro Ecclésia tua sancta cathólica: quam pacificáre, custodíre, adunáre et régere dignéris toto orbe terrárum: una cum fámulo tuo Papa nostro et Antístite nostro et ómnibus orthodóxis, atque cathólicæ et apostólicae fídei cultóribus.  22 Canon We therefore, humbly pray and beseech Thee, most merciful Father, through Jesus Christ; Thy Son, our Lord, that Thou wouldst vouchsafe to accept and bless these ✠ gifts, these ✠ presents, these ✠ holy unspotted Sacrifices, which in the first place we offer Thee for Thy holy Catholic Church to which vouchsafe to grant peace, as also to preserve, unite, and govern it throughout the world, together with Thy servant our Pope, and our Bishop, and all orthodox believers and professors of the Catholic and Apostolic Faith.  Meménto, Dómine, famulórum famularúmque tuarum N. et N. et ómnium circumstántium, quorum tibi fides cógnita est et nota devótio, pro quibus tibi offérimus: vel qui tibi ófferunt hoc sacrifícium laudis, pro se suísque ómnibus: pro redemptióne animárum suárum, pro spe salútis et incolumitátis suæ: tibíque reddunt vota sua ætérno Deo, vivo et vero. Be mindful, O Lord, of Thy servants and handmaidens, N. et N. and of all here present, whose faith and devotion are known unto Thee, for whom we offer, or who offer up to Thee, this sacrifice of praise for themselves, their families and friends, for the redemption of their souls, for the health and salvation they hope for; and who now pay their vows to Thee, the everlasting, living and true God.  Top  Next Communicántes, et memóriam venerántes, in primis gloriósæ semper Vírginis Maríæ, Genetrícis Dei et Dómini nostri Iesu Christi: sed et beati Ioseph, eiusdem Virginis Sponsi, et beatórum Apostolórum ac Mártyrum tuórum, Petri et Pauli, Andréæ, Iacóbi, Ioánnis, Thomæ, Iacóbi, Philíppi, Bartholomaei, Matthaei, Simónis et Thaddaei: Lini, Cleti, Cleméntis, Xysti, Cornélii, Cypriáni, Lauréntii, Chrysógoni, Ioánnis et Pauli, Cosmæ et Damiáni: et ómnium Sanctórum tuórum; quorum méritis precibúsque concédas, ut in ómnibus protectiónis tuæ muniámur auxílio. Per eúndem Christum, Dóminum nostrum. Amen. 24 We pray in union with and honor the memory, especially of the glorious ever Virgin Mary, mother of our God and Lord Jesus Christ: as also of the blessed Joseph, her Spouse, and of the blessed Apostles and Martyrs Peter and Paul, Andrew, James, John, Thomas, James, Philip, Bartholomew, Matthew, Simon, and Thaddeus; Linus, Cletus, Clement, Xystus, Cornelius, Cyprian, Lawrence, Chrysogonus, John and Paul, Cosmas and Damian, and of all Thy Saints, through whose merits and prayers, grant that we may in all things be defended by the help of Thy protection. Through the same Christ our Lord. Amen.  Top  Next Hanc igitur oblatiónem servitutis nostræ, sed et cunctae famíliæ tuæ, quaesumus, Dómine, ut placátus accípias: diésque nostros in tua pace dispónas, atque ab ætérna damnatióne nos éripi, et in electórum tuórum iúbeas grege numerári. Per Christum, Dóminum nostrum. Amen. 25 We therefore beseech Thee, O Lord, graciously to accept this oblation of our service, as also of Thy whole family; and to dispose our days in Thy peace, preserve us from eternal damnation, and rank us in the number of Thine Elect. Through the same Christ our Lord. Amen.  Quam oblatiónem tu, Deus, in ómnibus, quaesumus, bene ✠ díctam, adscríp ✠ tam, ra ✠ tam, rationábilem, acceptabilémque fácere dignéris: ut nobis Cor ✠ pus, et San ✠ guis fiat dilectíssimi Fílii tui, Dómini nostri Iesu Christi.  Which oblation do Thou, O God, vouchsafe in all respects, to bless, ✠ approve, ✠ ratify, ✠ make worthy and acceptable; that it may be made for us the Body ✠ and Blood ✠ of Thy most beloved Son Jesus Christ our Lord.  Qui prídie quam paterétur, accépit panem in sanctas ac venerábiles manus suas, elevátis óculis in coelum ad te Deum, Patrem suum omnipoténtem, tibi grátias agens, bene ✠ dixit, fregit, dedítque discípulis suis, dicens: Accípite, et manducáte ex hoc omnes.  Who, the day before He suffered, took bread into His holy and venerable hands, and with His eyes lifted up towards heaven unto Thee, God, His almighty Father, giving thanks to Thee, He blessed ✠ it, broke it and gave it to His disciples saying: Take and eat ye all of this,  Top  Next HOC EST ENIM CORPUS MEUM. 28 FOR THIS IS MY BODY. Top  Next Símili modo postquam coenátum est, accípiens et hunc præclárum Cálicem in sanctas ac venerábiles manus suas: item tibi grátias agens, bene ✠ dixit, dedítque discípulis suis, dicens: Accípite, et bíbite ex eo omnes. 29 v. In like manner, after He had supped, taking also this excellent chalice into His holy and venerable hands He blessed ✠ , and gave it to His disciples, saying: Take and drink ye all of this,  Top  Next HIC EST ENIM CALIX SANGUINIS MEI, NOVI ET AETERNI TESTAMENTI: MYSTERIUM FIDEI: QUI PRO VOBIS ET PRO MULTIS EFFUNDETUR IN REMISSIONEM PECCATORUM. Hæc quotiescúmque fecéritis, in mei memóriam faciétis. 30 FOR THIS IS THE CHALICE OF MY BLOOD OF THE NEW AND ETERNAL TESTAMENT, THE MYSTERY OF FAITH; WHICH SHALL BE SHED FOR YOU AND FOR MANY UNTO THE REMISSION OF SINS. As often as ye do these things, ye shall do them in remembrance of Me. Top  Next Unde et mémores, Dómine, nos servi tui, sed et plebs tua sancta, eiusdem Christi Fílii tui, Dómini nostri, tam beátæ passiónis, nec non et ab ínferis resurrectiónis, sed et in coelos gloriósæ ascensiónis: offérimus præcláræ maiestáti tuæ de tuis donis ac datis, hóstiam ✠ puram, hóstiam ✠ sanctam, hóstiam ✠immaculátam, Panem ✠ sanctum vitæ ætérnæ, et Calicem ✠ salútis perpétuæ. 31 Wherefore, O Lord, we Thy servants, as also Thy holy people, calling to mind the blessed Passion of the same Christ, Thy Son, our Lord, and also His Resurrection from the dead and His glorious Ascension into heaven: do offer unto Thy most excellent Majesty of Thine own gifts, bestowed upon us, a pure ✠ Host, a holy ✠ Host, an unspotted ✠ Host, the holy ✠ Bread of eternal life, and the Chalice ✠ of everlasting salvation.  Top  Next Supra quæ propítio ac seréno vultu respícere dignéris: et accépta habére, sicúti accépta habére dignátus es múnera púeri tui iusti Abel, et sacrifícium Patriárchæ nostri Abrahæ: et quod tibi óbtulit summus sacérdos tuus Melchísedech, sanctum sacrifícium, immaculátam hóstiam. 32 v. Upon which vouchsafe to look with a propitious and serene countenance, and to accept them, as Thou wert graciously pleased to accept the gifts of Thy just servant Abel, and the sacrifice of our patriarch Abraham, and that which Thy high priest Melchisedech offered to Thee, a holy Sacrifice, and unspotted Victim. Súpplices te rogámus, omnípotens Deus: iube hæc perférri per manus sancti Angeli tui in sublíme altáre tuum, in conspéctu divínæ maiestátis tuæ: ut, quotquot ex hac altáris participatióne sacrosánctum Fílii tui Cor ✠ pus, et Sán ✠ guinem sumpsérimus, omni benedictióne coelésti et grátia repleámur. Per eúndem Christum, Dóminum nostrum. Amen. We most humbly beseech Thee, almighty God, command these offerings to be borne by the hands of Thy holy Angels to Thine altar on high, in the sight of Thy divine majesty, that as many as shall partake of the most holy Body ✠ and Blood ✠ of Thy Son at this altar, may be filled with every heavenly grace and blessing. Through the same Christ our Lord. Amen. Meménto étiam, Dómine, famulórum famularúmque tuárum N. et N., qui nos præcessérunt cum signo fídei, et dórmiunt in somno pacis. Ipsis, Dómine, et ómnibus in Christo quiescéntibus locum refrigérii, lucis pacis ut indúlgeas, deprecámur. Per eúndem Christum, Dóminum nostrum. Amen. Remember also, O Lord, Thy servants and handmaids N. and N., who are gone before us with the sign of faith, and rest in the sleep of peace. To these, O Lord, and to all that rest in Christ, grant, we beseech Thee, a place of refreshment, light, and peace; Through the same Christ our Lord. Amen.  Nobis quoque peccatóribus fámulis tuis, de multitúdine miseratiónum tuárum sperántibus, partem áliquam et societátem donáre dignéris, cum tuis sanctis Apóstolis et Martýribus: cum Ioánne, Stéphano, Matthía, Bárnaba, Ignátio, Alexándro, Marcellíno, Petro, Felicitáte, Perpétua, Agatha, Lúcia, Agnéte, Cæcília, Anastásia, et ómnibus Sanctis tuis: intra quorum nos consórtium, non æstimátor mériti, sed véniæ, quaesumus, largítor admítte. Per Christum, Dóminum nostrum.  To us also, Thy sinful servants, confiding in the multitude of Thy mercies, vouchsafe to grant some part and fellowship with Thy holy Apostles and Martyrs, with John, Stephen, Matthias, Barnabas, Ignatius, Alexander, Marcellinus, Peter, Felicitas, Perpetua, Agatha, Lucy, Agnes, Cecilia, Anastasia, and with all Thy Saints, into whose company we beseech Thee to admit us, not weighing our merits, but pardoning our offenses. Through Christ our Lord.  Top  Next Per quem hæc ómnia, Dómine, semper bona creas, sancti ✠ ficas, viví ✠ ficas, bene ✠ dícis et præstas nobis. Per ip ✠ sum, et cum ip ✠ so, et in ip ✠ so, est tibi Deo Patri ✠ omnipotenti, in unitáte Spíritus ✠ Sancti, omnis honor, et glória. Per omnia saecula saecolorum. R. Amen. 36 By Whom, O Lord, Thou dost ever create. sanctify, ✠ quicken, ✠ bless, ✠ and give unto us all these good things. By Him, ✠ and with Him, ✠ and in Him ✠ is to Thee, God the Father ✠ almighty, in the unity of the Holy✠ Ghost, all honor and glory. P. World without end. S. Amen.  Top  Next Preparatio Communionis Orémus: Præcéptis salutáribus móniti, et divína institutione formati audemus dicere: Pater noster, qui es in caelis, Sanctificetur nomen tuum. Adveniat regnum tuum. Fiat voluntas tua, sicut in coelo et in terra. Panem nostrum quotidianum da nobis hodie. Et dimitte nobis debita nostra, sicut et nos dimittimus debitoribus nostris. Et ne nos inducas in tentationem: R. Sed libera nos a malo. S. Amen. 37 Preparation for Communion Let us pray. Instructed by Thy saving precepts, and following Thy divine institution, we are bold to say: Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be Thy Name; Thy kingdom come; Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread. And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation. M. But deliver us from evil. P. Amen.  Top  Next Líbera nos, quaesumus, Dómine, ab ómnibus malis, prætéritis, præséntibus et futúris: et intercedénte beáta et gloriósa semper Vírgine Dei Genetríce María, cum beátis Apóstolis tuis Petro et Paulo, atque Andréa, et ómnibus Sanctis, da propítius pacem in diébus nostris: ut, ope misericórdiæ tuæ adiúti, et a peccáto simus semper líberi et ab omni perturbatióne secúri. Per eúndem Dóminum nostrum Iesum Christum, Fílium tuum. Qui tecum vivit et regnat in unitáte Spíritus Sancti Deus. V. Per omnia saecula saeculorum. R. Amen. Pax Domini sit semper vobiscum. R. Et cum spiritu tuo. 38 Deliver us, we beseech Thee, O Lord, from all evils, past, present, and to come; and by the intercession of the Blessed and glorious ever Virgin Mary, Mother of God, and of the holy Apostles, Peter and Paul, and of Andrew, and of all the Saints, mercifully grant peace in our days, that through the assistance of Thy mercy we may be always free from sin, and secure from all disturbance. Through the same Jesus Christ, Thy Son, our Lord. Who with Thee in the unity of the Holy Ghost liveth and reigneth God, P. World without end. S. Amen. P. The peace ✠ of the Lord be ✠ always with ✠ you. S. And with thy spirit.  Haec commíxtio, et consecrátio Córporis et Sánguinis Dómini nostri Iesu Christi, fiat accipiéntibus nobis in vitam ætérnam. Amen. May this mixture and consecration of the Body and Blood of our Lord Jesus Christ be to us who receive it effectual unto eternal life. Amen.  Top  Next Agnus Dei, qui tollis peccáta mundi: miserére nobis. Agnus Dei, qui tollis peccáta mundi: miserére nobis. Agnus Dei, qui tollis peccáta mundi: dona nobis pacem. 40 Lamb of God, who takest away the sins of the world, have mercy on us. Lamb of God, who takest away the sins of the world, have mercy on us. Lamb of God, who takest away the sins of the world, grant us peace.  Dómine Iesu Christe, qui dixísti Apóstolis tuis: Pacem relínquo vobis, pacem meam do vobis: ne respícias peccáta mea, sed fidem Ecclésiæ tuæ; eámque secúndum voluntátem tuam pacificáre et coadunáre dignéris: Qui vivis et regnas Deus per ómnia saecula sæculórum. Amen. O Lord Jesus Christ, who saidst to Thine Apostles: Peace I leave you, My peace I give you: regard not my sins, but the faith of Thy Church; and vouchsafe to grant her that peace and unity which is agreeable to Thy will: Who livest and reignest God, world without end. Amen.  Dómine Iesu Christe, Fili Dei vivi, qui ex voluntáte Patris, cooperánte Spíritu Sancto, per mortem tuam mundum vivificásti: líbera me per hoc sacrosánctum Corpus et Sánguinem tuum ab ómnibus iniquitátibus meis, et univérsis malis: et fac me tuis semper inhærére mandátis, et a te numquam separári permíttas: Qui cum eódem Deo Patre et Spíritu Sancto vivis et regnas Deus in saecula sæculórum. Amen. O Lord Jesus Christ, Son of the living God, who, according to the will of Thy Father, with the cooperation of the Holy Ghost, hast by Thy death given life to the world; deliver me by this Thy most sacred Body and Blood, from all my iniquities and from all evils; and make me always cleave to Thy commandments, and suffer me never to be separated from Thee, Who livest and reignest, with the same God the Father and the Holy Ghost, God, world without end. Amen.  Percéptio Córporis tui, Dómine Iesu Christe, quod ego indígnus súmere præsúmo, non mihi provéniat in iudícium et condemnatiónem: sed pro tua pietáte prosit mihi ad tutaméntum mentis et córporis, et ad medélam percipiéndam: Qui vivis et regnas cum Deo Patre in unitáte Spíritus Sancti Deus, per ómnia saecula sæculórum. Amen. Let not the partaking of Thy Body, O Lord, Jesus Christ, which I, though unworthy, presume to receive, turn to my judgment and condemnation; but let it, through Thy mercy, become a safeguard and remedy, both for soul and body; Who with God the Father, in the unity of the Holy Ghost, livest and reignest God, world without end. Amen.  Top  Next Panem coeléstem accipiam, et nomen Dómini invocábo. V. Dómine, non sum dignus, ut intres sub tectum meum: sed tantum dic verbo, et sanábitur ánima mea V. Dómine, non sum dignus, ut intres sub tectum meum: sed tantum dic verbo, et sanábitur ánima mea. V. Dómine, non sum dignus, ut intres sub tectum meum: sed tantum dic verbo, et sanábitur ánima mea. 44 I will take the Bread of heaven, and will call upon the Name of the Lord. V. Lord, I am not worthy that Thou shouldst enter under my roof; say but the word, and my soul shall be healed. V. Lord, I am not worthy that Thou shouldst enter under my roof; say but the word, and my soul shall be healed. V. Lord, I am not worthy that Thou shouldst enter under my roof; say but the word, and my soul shall be healed. Corpus Dómini nostri Iesu Christi custódiat ánimam meam in vitam ætérnam. Amen. The Body of our Lord Jesus Christ preserve my soul unto life everlasting. Amen.  Top  Next Quid retríbuam Dómino pro ómnibus, quæ retríbuit mihi? Cálicem salutáris accípiam, et nomen Dómini invocábo. Laudans invocábo Dóminum, et ab inimícis meis salvus ero. Sanguis Dómini nostri Iesu Christi custódiat ánimam meam in vitam ætérnam. Amen. 46 What return shall I make to the Lord for all He has given to me? I will take the chalice of salvation, and call upon the Name of the Lord. Praising I will call upon the Lord, and I shall be saved from my enemies. The Blood of our Lord Jesus Christ preserve my soul unto life everlasting. Amen.  Top  Next Communio 47 Communio Top  Next Quod ore súmpsimus, Dómine, pura mente capiámus: et de munere temporáli fiat nobis remédium sempitérnum. Corpus tuum, Dómine, quod sumpsi, et Sanguis, quem potávi, adhaereat viscéribus meis: et præsta; ut in me non remáneat scélerum mácula, quem pura et sancta refecérunt sacraménta: Qui vivis et regnas in saecula sæculórum. Amen. 48 Grant, O Lord, that what we have taken with our mouth, we may receive with a pure mind; and from a temporal gift may it become to us an eternal remedy. May Thy Body, O Lord, which I have received, and Thy Blood which I have drunk, cleave to my bowels; and grant that no stain of sin may remain in me, who have been fed with this pure and holy Sacrament; Who livest and reignest for ever and ever. Amen.  Top  Next Communio Ps 22:1-2 Dóminus regit me, et nihil mihi déerit: in loco páscuæ ibi me collocávit: super aquam refectiónis educávit me. 49 Communion Ps 22:1-2 The Lord is my Shepherd; I shall not want. In verdant pastures He gives me repose; beside restful waters He leads me. Top  Next Postcommunio S. Dóminus vobíscum. R. Et cum spíritu tuo. Orémus. Tua nos, quǽsumus, Dómine, sancta puríficent: et operatióne sua tibi plácitos esse perfíciant. Per Dominum nostrum Iesum Christum, Filium tuum: qui tecum vivit et regnat in unitate Spiritus Sancti Deus, per omnia saecula saeculorum. R. Amen. Oratio super populum Orémus. Humiliáte cápita vestra Deo. Deus, qui sperántibus in te miseréri pótius éligis quam irasci: da nobis digne flere mala, quæ fécimus; ut tuæ consolatiónis grátiam inveníre mereámur. Per Dominum nostrum Iesum Christum, Filium tuum: qui tecum vivit et regnat in unitate Spiritus Sancti Deus, per omnia saecula saeculorum. R. Amen. 50 Post Communion P. The Lord be with you. S. And with thy spirit. Let us pray. May Your holy sacrament cleanse us, we beseech You, O Lord, and may its power make us pleasing to You. Through Jesus Christ, thy Son our Lord, Who liveth and reigneth with thee, in the unity of the Holy Ghost, ever one God, world without end. R. Amen. Prayer over the people Let us pray. Bow your heads to God. O God, Who would rather show mercy than anger toward those who hope in you, make us truly sorry for the evil we have done, that we may be worthy of your merciful consolation. Through Jesus Christ, thy Son our Lord, Who liveth and reigneth with thee, in the unity of the Holy Ghost, ever one God, world without end. R. Amen. Top  Next Conclusio S. Dóminus vobíscum. M. Et cum spíritu tuo,  51 Conclusion P. The Lord be with you. S. And with thy spirit.  Top  Next V. Ite, Missa est. R. Deo gratias. 52 V. Go, the Mass is ended. R. Thanks be to God. Pláceat tibi, sancta Trínitas, obséquium servitútis meæ: et præsta; ut sacrifícium, quod óculis tuæ maiestátis indígnus óbtuli, tibi sit acceptábile, mihíque et ómnibus, pro quibus illud óbtuli, sit, te miseránte, propitiábile. Per Christum, Dóminum nostrum. Amen. May the performance of my homage be pleasing to Thee, O holy Trinity: and grant that the Sacrifice which I, though unworthy, have offered up in the sight of Thy Majesty, may be acceptable to Thee, and through Thy mercy, be a propitiation for me, and for all those for whom I have offered it. Through Christ our Lord. Amen.  Top  Next Benedícat vos omnípotens Deus, Pater, et Fílius, ✠ et Spíritus Sanctus. R. Amen. 54 P. May almighty God the Father, Son, ✠ and Holy Ghost, bless you. S. Amen.  Top  Next V. Dominus vobiscum. R. Et cum spiritu tuo. Initium +︎ sancti Evangélii secúndum Ioánnem. R. Gloria tibi, Domine! Ioann. 1, 1-14.  Iunctis manibus prosequitur: In princípio erat Verbum, et Verbum erat apud Deum, et Deus erat Verbum. Hoc erat in princípio apud Deum. Omnia per ipsum facta sunt: et sine ipso factum est nihil, quod factum est: in ipso vita erat, et vita erat lux hóminum: et lux in ténebris lucet, et ténebræ eam non comprehendérunt. Fuit homo missus a Deo, cui nomen erat Ioánnes. Hic venit in testimónium, ut testimónium perhibéret de lúmine, ut omnes créderent per illum. Non erat ille lux, sed ut testimónium perhibéret de lúmine. Erat lux vera, quæ illúminat omnem hóminem veniéntem in hunc mundum. In mundo erat, et mundus per ipsum factus est, et mundus eum non cognóvit. In própria venit, et sui eum non recepérunt. Quotquot autem recepérunt eum, dedit eis potestátem fílios Dei fíeri, his, qui credunt in nómine eius: qui non ex sanguínibus, neque ex voluntáte carnis, neque ex voluntáte viri, sed ex Deo nati sunt. Genuflectit dicens: Et Verbum caro factum est, Et surgens prosequitur: et habitávit in nobis: et vídimus glóriam eius, glóriam quasi Unigéniti a Patre, plenum grátiæ et veritatis. R. Deo gratias. 55 P. The Lord be with you. S. And with thy spirit. The beginning +︎ of the holy Gospel according to John. R. Glory be to Thee, O Lord. Joann. 1, 1-14.  In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. The same was in the beginning with God. All things were made by Him, and without Him was made nothing that was made: in Him was life, and the life was the Light of men; and the Light shineth in darkness, and the darkness did not comprehend it. There was a man sent from God, whose name was John. This man came for a witness, to testify concerning the Light, that all might believe through Him. He was not the Light, but he was to testify concerning the Light. That was the true Light, which enlighteneth every man that cometh into this world. He was in the world, and the world was made by Him, and the world knew Him not. He came unto His own, and His own received Him not. But as many as received Him to them He gave power to become sons of God, to them that believe in His Name, who are born not of blood, nor of the will of the flesh, nor of the will of man, but of God. Here all kneel. And the Word was made flesh, and dwelt among us: and we saw His glory, the glory as of the Only begotten of the Father, full of grace and truth. R. Thanks be to God. Top  Next Oratio Leonis XIII S. Ave Maria, gratia plena, Dominus tecum, benedicta tu in mulieribus et benedictus fructus ventris tui, Iesus. O. Sancta Maria, Mater Dei, ora pro nobis peccatoribus, nunc et in hora mortis nostrae. Amen. S. Ave Maria, gratia plena, Dominus tecum, benedicta tu in mulieribus et benedictus fructus ventris tui, Iesus. O. Sancta Maria, Mater Dei, ora pro nobis peccatoribus, nunc et in hora mortis nostrae. Amen. S. Ave Maria, gratia plena, Dominus tecum, benedicta tu in mulieribus et benedictus fructus ventris tui, Iesus. O. Sancta Maria, Mater Dei, ora pro nobis peccatoribus, nunc et in hora mortis nostrae. Amen. O. Salve Regina, Mater misericordiae, vita, dulcedo, et spes nostra, salve. Ad te clamamus, exsules filii Evae. Ad te suspiramus gementes et flentes in hac lacrymarum valle. Eia ergo, Advocata nostra, illos tuos misericordes oculos ad nos converte. Et Iesum, benedictum fructum ventris tui, nobis, post hoc exilium, ostende. O clemens, o pia, o dulcis Virgo Maria. S. Ora pro nobis, sancta Dei Genitrix. O. Ut digni efficiamur promissionibus Christi. S. Orémus. Deus, refúgium nostrum et virtus, populum ad te clamantem propitius respice; et intercedente gloriosa, et immaculata Virgine Dei Genitrice Maria, cum beato Ioseph, eius Sponso, ac beatis Apostolis tuis Petro et Paulo, et omnibus Sanctis, quas pro conversione peccatorum, pro libertate et exaltatione sanctae Matris Ecclesiae, preces effundimus, misericors et benignus exaudi. Per eundem Christum Dominum nostrum. Amen. O. Sancte Michaël Archangele, defende nos in proelio; contra nequitiam et insidias diaboli esto praesidium. Imperet illi Deus, supplices deprecamur: tuque, Princeps militiae Caelestis, satanam aliosque spiritus malignos, qui ad perditionem animarum pervagantur in mundo, divina virtute in infernum detrude. Amen. S. Cor Iesu sacratissimum. O. Miserere nobis. S. Cor Iesu sacratissimum. O. Miserere nobis. S. Cor Iesu sacratissimum. O. Miserere nobis. 56 PRAYERS ORDERED BY THE POPE Leo XIII P. Hail Mary, full of grace; The Lord is with thee; Blessed art thou amongst women, And blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus. A. Holy Mary, Mother of God, Pray for us sinners, now and at the hour of our death. Amen. P. Hail Mary, full of grace; The Lord is with thee; Blessed art thou amongst women, And blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus. A. Holy Mary, Mother of God, Pray for us sinners, now and at the hour of our death. Amen. P. Hail Mary, full of grace; The Lord is with thee; Blessed art thou amongst women, And blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus. A. Holy Mary, Mother of God, Pray for us sinners, now and at the hour of our death. Amen. A. Hail, holy Queen, Mother of mercy, our life, our sweetness, and our hope. To thee do we cry, poor banished children of Eve. To thee do we send up our sighs, mourning and weeping in this valley of tears. Turn then, most gracious Advocate, thine eyes of mercy towards us. And after this our exile, show unto us the blessed Fruit of thy womb, Jesus. O clement, O loving, O sweet Virgin Mary. P. Pray for us, O Holy Mother of God. O. That we may be made worthy of the promises of Christ. P. Let us pray. O God, our refuge and our strength, look down in mercy on Thy people who cry to Thee; and by the intercession of the glorious and immaculate Virgin Mary, Mother of God, of St. Joseph her Spouse, of Thy blessed Apostles Peter and Paul, and of all the Saints, in mercy and goodness hear our prayers for the conversion of sinners, and for the liberty and exaltation of our holy Mother and Church. Through the same Christ our Lord. A. Holy Michael Archangel, defend us in the day of battle; be our safeguard against the wickedness and snares of the devil. -- May God rebuke him, we humbly pray: and do thou, Prince of the heavenly host, by the power of God thrust down to hell Satan and all wicked spirits, who wander through the world for the ruin of souls. P. Most Sacred Heart of Jesus, A. Have mercy upon us. P. Most Sacred Heart of Jesus, A. Have mercy upon us. P. Most Sacred Heart of Jesus, A. Have mercy upon us. Post Missam ESPAÑA MI NATURA

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