L'Eglise Aristotelicienne Romaine The Roman and Aristotelic Church

[Felipe...]

---- > > > Parroquia de San Vincenzo in Via / Parish of Saint Vincent in Via < < <

-------------------------“Parroquia titular del Cardenal-diácono de San Vincenzo in Via / Titular Parish of Cardinal-deacon of Saint Vincent in via”

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La parroquia de San Vicente en Vía es una iglesia de la urbe romana situada a intramuros de la ciudad, al oeste de San Titus y del Castel Sant'Angelo en el rione de Trevi. La iglesia original era medieval, datada en el siglo siglo IX y conocida como "Sant'Anastasio de Trivio". A comienzos del siglo XV fue parcialmente demolida y reconstruida en un nuevo estilo arquitectónico que bien puede apreciarse tanto en su fachada como en los interiores. Anteriormente era una parroquia pontificia porque el Palazzo del Quirinale, la antigua residencia del Papa, estaba ubicado en las cercanías; y también porque en la iglesia se conservaron los precordios de los papas, es decir, las vísceras descomponibles que se eliminaban durante el embalsamamiento de los pontífices. Tras su gran renovación, la iglesia se convirtió en parroquia titular para el cardenal-diácono hispánico bajo la nueva advocación de San Vicente.



The parish church of San Vincenzo in Via is a Roman city church located within the walls, west of San Titus and Castel Sant'Angelo in the Trevi rione. The original church was medieval, dating from the 9th century and known as "Sant'Anastasio de Trivio". At the beginning of the 15th century it was partially demolished and rebuilt in a new architectural style that can be seen in both the façade and the interiors. It was formerly a pontifical parish because the Palazzo del Quirinale, the former pope's residence, was located nearby; and also because the precordium of the popes, i.e. the decomposable viscera removed during the embalming of the pontiffs, was kept in the church. After its major renovation, the church became the titular parish church for the Hispanic cardinal-deacon under the new advocation of St. Vincent.

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[Felipe...]

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-----------------------------La confesión / the confession

[ES]

Como todas las mañanas, Felipe se acercó hasta su parroquia para confesar antes de las misas. Pero ¿Qué era la confesión y por qué los fieles solían descuidar este sacramento? El joven sacerdote recordaba las clases en el seminario, y en aquel momento aprendió que la confesión era un trabajo complicado y sutil, ya que los fieles a veces tenían reticencias para hablar con un desconocido sobre sus pecados y problemas más íntimos, a pesar de que el sacerdote lo hiciera "in persona Dei". Las ofensas contra Dios, pero también contra los congéneres y las doctrinas de la Iglesia era, en general, desafiar, cuestionar o romper la enseñanza más pura y primera de la Fe: el amor. Por parte del confesor también era un verdadero reto, ya que debía asumir el rol de padre bondadoso que escucha los problemas de sus hijos y por tanto era necesaria una reflexión profunda antes de ayudar a los fieles a abrir su corazón a Dios. El sacramento de la confesión era, en definitiva, la llave que abría el corazón de los fieles y los empujaba a la reflexión, el arrepentimiento y la necesidad de enmendar sus errores, para finalmente llegar a la absolución.

El cardenal llevaba sobre sus hombros la estola púrpura y en sus manos un libro de oraciones cuando entró en el confesionario. Paciencia y meditación con la esperanza de ver arrodillarse junto a él un alma atribulada y decidida a congraciarse con el Todopoderoso.

El confesionario estaba abierto.


[EN]

As he did every morning, Felipe went to his parish church to hear confessions before mass. But what was confession and why did the faithful often neglect this sacrament? The young priest remembered his seminary classes, and at that time he learned that confession was a complicated and subtle work, as the faithful were sometimes reluctant to talk to a stranger about their sins and most intimate problems, even if the priest did it "in persona Dei". Offences against God, but also against fellow human beings and the doctrines of the Church was, in general, to challenge, question or break the purest and first teaching of the Faith: love. On the part of the confessor it was also a real challenge, since he had to assume the role of a kind father who listens to the problems of his children and therefore a deep reflection was necessary before helping the faithful to open their hearts to God. The sacrament of confession was, in the end, the key that opened the hearts of the faithful and led them to reflection, repentance and the need to make amends for their mistakes, and finally to absolution.

The Cardinal carried the purple stole on his shoulders and a prayer book in his hands as he entered the confessional. Patience and meditation in the hope of seeing a troubled soul kneeling beside him, determined to ingratiate himself with the Almighty.

The confessional was open.
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[Felipe...]

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-----------------------------Mass for the Fifth Sunday in Ordinary Time
-----------------------------Parish of San Vincenzo in Via, Rome
-----------------------------February 20, MCDLXX



Felipe's first Mass in the parish of St. Vincent, the first time he had met and celebrated with his acolytes: new faces who were not used to praying together, but each one of them knew his place perfectly, because if the Church was universal, so was its liturgy. For the preparation of the Mass, the young cardinal had been assisted by Monsignor Doron, prefect in the Congregation of the Holy Office, and his help in the preparations for the Mass had been essential. Thanks to his invaluable advice, the Cardinal was calmer, although his nervousness was evident early in the morning.

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The parish bells had already rung half an hour before, and now they rang again as the officiant and his acolytes made final preparations. Finally a bell rang inside the church, and the sacristy door opened, starting the entrance procession. Guiding cross, lanterns, a ornate copy of the Book of Virtues and all dressed in the emerald-coloured vestments, as was appropriate for the ordinary time, arrived in front of the altar and each took their places as they bowed their heads before the most sacred place in the church. So did the Cardinal.

At the beginning of the Mass, the choir began by singing the Introit: Cogitatiónes cordis Ejus in generatióne et generatiónem: ut éruat a morte ánimas eórum et alat eos in fame. Exsultáte, husti, in Dómino: rectos decet collaudátio.

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The cardinal, turned towards the altar and with his back to the faithful, stands in the centre in front of the lowest tier, makes the sign of the cross and prays alternately with the acolyte in a low voice:
In nómine Altíssimi, et Aristótelis, et Christi. Amen

Felipe then clasps his hands on his chest and begins the antiphon:
Introíbo ad altáre Dei.
And the acolyte replies:
M. Ad Deum, Qui lætíficat juventútem meam.

Júdica me, Deus, et discérne causam meam de gente non sancta: ab hómine iniquo et dolóso érue me.
M. Quia Tu es, Deus, fortitúdo mea: quare me reppulísti, et quare tristis incédo dum afflígit me inimícus?
Emítte lucem Tuam et veritátem Tuam: ispa me deduxérunt, et adduxérunt in montem sanctum Tuum et in tabernácula Tua.
M. Et introíbo ad altáre Dei: ad Deum, Qui lætíficat juventútem meam.
Confíteor 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.

Felipe then repeats the Antiphon:
Introíbo ad altáre Dei.
The faithful respond/. Ad Deum, Qui lætíficat juventútem meam.

Then the officiant makes the sign of the cross again and says:
Adjutórium nostrum in Nómine Dómini.
R/. Qui fecit cœlum et terram.

Then, with folded hands, he bows deeply and makes the act of confession:
Confíteor Deo Omnipoténti, beáto Aristóteli Prophétæ,
beáto Christo Prophétæ, sanctis Archángelis,
beáto Tito Apostólo, ómnibus Sanctis,
et vobis, fratres, quia peccávi nimis cogitatióne, verbo et ópere:
mea culpa, mea culpa, mea máxima culpa.
Ideo precor beátum Aristótelem Prophétam,
beátum Christum Prophétam, sanctos Archángelos,
beátum Titum Apostólum, omnes Sanctos,
et vos, fratres, oráre pro me ad Dóminum Deum nostrum.
Amen

After the acolytes also recited the confiteor, the officiant continued:
Misereátur vestri Omnípotens Deus, et, dimíssis peccátis vestris, perdúcat vos ad vitam ætérnam.
R/. Amen.

Then, making the sign of the cross, he said:
Indulgéntiam, absolutiónem et remissiónem peccátorum nostrórum tríbuat nobis Omnípotens et Miséricors Dóminus.
R/. Amen.

And bowing, he continued:
Deus, Tu convérsus vivificábis nos.
R/. Et plebs tua lætábitur in Te.
Osténde nobis, Dómine, misericórdiam Tuam.
R/. Et salutáre Tuum da nobis.
Dómine, exáudi oratiónem meam.
R/. Et clamor meus ad Te véniat.
Dóminus vobíscum.
R/. Et cum spíritu tuo.

And stretching out his hands, at the end of the chanting of the Introit, he says in a clear voice: Orémus, the cardinal ascends to the altar and recites in secret, whispering: Aufer a nobis, quæsumus, Dómine, iniquitátes nostras: ut ad Sancta sanctórum puris mereámur méntibus introíre.
Then, with his hands folded on the altar, he bows deeply and says: Orámus Te, Dómine, per mérita Sanctórum Tuórum, Felipe kisses the altar and continues: quorum relíquiæ hic sunt, et ómnium Sanctórum: ut indulgére dignéris ómnia peccáta mea. Amen.

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[Doron]

✞ February 20 - Fifth Sunday of Ordinary Time ✞

Salus Animarum Suprema Lex

It was always a struggle to get your bearings in Rome, and every fledgling visitor always had to work very hard to find a path to the hottest and most congested places of the eternal city: whether it was the way to a holy dicastery, the Pontifical University or the immense Roman library. A thought that could surely be endorsed by many, for it was backed on the concrete and living experience of every novice connoisseur of such sacred environments, as well as a thought that was just stirring up, exactly in that moment, in the mind of the young priest, that despite not surely being at his first ten, thirty, and perhaps not even fifty visits of the city, was struggling quite a bit to find his way to the Church of San Vincent in Via, and this, despite already having received precise and clear instructions, some days before.

And so, he decided to stop his pace for a moment, to lean himself against the cold marble of a nearby fountain, as the warm rays of the sun were beginning to illuminate his figure. He was dressed as usual, with the black robes of the priesthood: not only to simply prove himself to be dutiful to his mission, he really had always had a proper passion to dress in dark colors for as long as he could remember. Already when he was little more than a boy, his companions always used to tease him about this mania of his, that he had never shown to be inclined to abandon, and even as a priest, some of his oldest friends had never lost this habit, often joking with him in finding in this passion of his, the only reason for his calling in being ordained a priest. Actually, several times he had promised to himself to abandon this pure form of frivolousness, after his ordination, but he had never been able to go that far; for he has always felt that dark tinted clothes matched so perfectly well with his strangely unique midnight black colored eyes: oh, vanity of vanities!
And behold, all of the bells of the various wonderful churches that were all around him began to ring loudly, calling their faithful to their respective Sunday services:

“I’d better be on my way”

He said to himself before setting out on what he believed was the right path for the Church. He did not have to go far to realize that he was right, because after just taking a few steps, he managed to eavesdrop on the conversation of two confreres who were talking about the Sunday service of the Church of his interest, to which they too were headed.

“Good, this way I won’t need to ask anyone for directions”

You know, he did not think that out of shyness: grim appearances were not the only special feature of that man, he never genuinely asked anyone for help, if he could avoid it, and that starting from one of the lessons of life that his beloved father Gregorio used to repeat to him for every day of the whole time that he was alive: to never accept free aid from anyone, but to always overcome difficulties with his own strength, ‘cause that is what a man does! After his death, Doriano, who adored his father with boundless love, with love so deep for which he decided to even add his name to his own after his passing, took this teaching so dear to the father to the extreme consequences, holding it in his heart like if it was a real and true testament that he had wanted to leave him, even if not even for a minute, the father had intended that any form of help from others should be refused indiscriminately; but such is the power of grief, which changes people so much, to the point of encouraging them to do anything to honor their loved ones, in a desperate try in feeling them every day still close to them.

He arrived at the Church, as magnificent as any others that could be seen in Rome, and after greeting the Lord by kneeling in front of the high altar, he went to the sacristy, where he announced himself to the minister who was guarding the door, in the attempt of avoiding unwanted intrusions at the presence of the eminent cardinal, who obviously was already inside. In the meantime, he reasoned on how that Cardinal with whom in past days he had maintained such a thick correspondence with regard to the preparation of that day’s Mass, would look like: according to the rumors of the people, all he knew about him was that he was very young. But certainly, it was not only that what was occupying his thoughts, he wasn’t on a courtesy visit, for afterwards he had to accompany that same cardinal in the following celebration; but in a sense, he could not say to be very excited, it was still a matter that by now he could say to know to perfection, the liturgy, and for this he was very calm. But to his feelings certainly did not escape the anxieties of what would have been his first time ever in managing a celebration as an assistant priest alongside a devout prince of the Church; but indeed every first time brought with it some anxieties, after all we are just fragile human beings, but it’s for this same reason that they’re also those moments of our life that we carry dearest in our memories; Doriano certainly remembered them all in a very vivid way: his first service at the altar, his first time in a tavern, his first... well, the reader can guess.
The doors opened, and with it the priest realized what he had already known for a long time: his Eminence Felipe really was very young, as well as a surprisingly charming and delightful lad. He approached him with his head down, stopping a few steps from him to kneel before him and kiss his ring, by letting the palm of his hand gently brush against his own. He got up only after he had received permission and simply said:

“Your most reverend Eminence, I am honored and delighted to make your acquaintance by finally meeting your blessed dignity in person. Let me get right to work”

As a good master of ceremonies, he called the extra omnes, and made sure that he was left alone with the cardinal, to help him to get dressed with the sacred vestments that had already been prepared for that occasion. He then recalled all the ministers to the sacristy so that they could also get dressed, together with him, who obviously, since he had not been called to concelebrate, but to attend as a deacon, only wore the surplice.

“Boy, start breaking incense grains”

He ordered to one of the young ministers present there, as he used to do at every celebration in Verona for his young collaborators. But he was surprised to see that the boy, however, did not pay him the slightest attention, and did not even seem to seek his guidance, indeed he, in all response, turned to his address with a half cheeky smile, showing in his hand the incense boat with the grains of incense that he had already prepared: there was nothing to say, you couldn’t expect anything less from the entourage of a cardinal. "Oh, this is ought to be good”, he thought to himself.

After the necessary preparations, and after everyone set themselves in their places the sound of the bells set the procession in motion, which was followed by Doriano at the right side of the cardinal, according to the ceremonial. Upon reaching the altar, he went to the left of the throne and stood still, while his Eminence Felipe officiated the introductory rites in front of the Altar, having at his side the older acolyte. At the Confiteor he joined his voice to those of the assembly:

“Confíteor Deo Omnipoténti, beáto Aristóteli Prophétæ, beáto Christo Prophétæ, sanctis Archángelis, beáto Tito Apostólo, ómnibus Sanctis, et tibi, pater, quia peccávi nimis cogitatióne, verbo et ópere: mea culpa, mea culpa, mea máxima culpa. Ideo precor beátum Aristótelem Prophétam, beátum Christum Prophétam, sanctos Archángelos, beátum Titum Apostólum, omnes Sanctos, et te, pater, oráre pro me ad Dóminum Deum nostrum. Amen”

He bowed his head as the celebrant bestowed the absolution for then turning to call to himself the incense bearer, who... had already come close to him, of course, always with a cheeky smile on his face, along with him came the thurifer, who passed the thurible into his hands, so that he could approach the altar together with the incense bearer and the celebrant could insert and bless the incense in the thurible and take it for himself for the continuation of the Mass.


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[Felipe...]

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The cardinal waited patiently as the censer was passed from the acolyte to Doron, and both of them approached the officiant. He might have smiled at the prefect, whom he was beginning to take a liking to, since Felipe was a laughing boy and loved a good sense of humour, but when he officiated at the liturgy, his face became a waxen mask, ceremonious, reverential. - Ab Illo benedicáris, in Cujus honóre cremáberis - he blessed the incense, and then with the little spoon he took some incense and threw it into the ember inside the turibulum, and quickly the white, aromatic smoke began to rise. Then the cardinal took the turibulum and incensed the altar at its corners and in the centre. When he had finished, he returned the censer to Doron so that he could do the same for the congregation.

Felipe then addressed the faithful, saying:
Dóminus vobíscum.
R/. Et cum spíritu tuo. - they replied.

Orémus...

Deus, Qui in amóre hóminum pátefis, dignos Amóris habitatiónes Tui stabilésque nos rende.

[God, who express yourself in the love of men, make us worthy and stable dwellings of Your Love.]

A cunctis nos, quæsumus, Dómine, mentis et córporis defénde perículis: et intercedéntis beátis et gloriósis Prophétis Aristóteli et Christi, cum beátis Archángelis, beáto Apóstolo Tito, atque beáto Vincentie et ómnibus Sanctis, salútem nobis tríbue benígnus et pacem; ut, destrúctis adversitátibus et erróribus univérsis, Ecclésia Tua secúra Tibi sérviat libertáte.

[Defend us, Lord, we beseech You, from all dangers of mind and body: and by the intercession of the blessed and glorious Prophets Aristotle and Christos, together with the blessed Archangels, the blessed Apostle Titus, and Blessed Vincent, and all the Saints, grant us safety and peace in Your goodness; so that with difficulties and error being brought to nothing, may Your Church serve You secure in freedom.]

Deus, ómnium fidélium pastor et rector, fámulum Tuum Sixtum, quem pastórem Ecclésiæ Tuæ præésse voluísti, propítius réspice: da ei, quæsumus, verbo et exémplo, quibus præest, profícere; ut ad vitam, unam cum grege sibi crédito, pervéniat sempitérnem. Qui vivis et regnas per ómnia sæcula sæculórum. Amen

[God, shepherd and ruler of all Your faithful people, mercifully look upon Your servant, Sixtus, whom You have chosen as the chief shepherd to reside over Your Church; grant him, we beseech You, to edify, both by word and example, those over whom he has charge; so that he may attain unto everlasting life, together with the flock committed unto him. You who live and reign fovever and ever. Amen.]

When the three prayers of the day were finished, Felipe began the Alleluia, and the whole choir continued with the hymn:
Allelúja, allelúja
Veníte ad Me, omnes qui laborátis, et oneráti estis, et Ego refíciam vos. Allelúja.

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When the choir finished and silence returned to the church, the Cardinal turned to Deacon Doron to bless him, as he was about to read the sacred texts from the Book of Virtues: Dóminus sit in corde tuo et in lábiis tuis, ut digne et competénter annúnties Librum Virtútum. Amen
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[Doron]

As dense clouds of smoke were beginning to spread throughout the building till to its mighty and magnificent cross-vaulted ceiling he raised his arms for the passage of the thurible in the hands of the celebrant: in his left hand he held the chains on which the censer was hanging, from their end, and with the right hand instead, he was helding the same chains joined together, near the cane that was sending out such a thick smoke that already during the few istants of this exchange it had begun to kidnap in the fog the two men who were standing facing one another. Now that his Eminence Felipe had received the censer, Doriano bent his head to the celebrant and turned to the altar only after he first had directed the censer towards the same. While waiting for the end of the incensation with his hands clasped together in front of his face, taking care to only join the first two fingers of his hands, he could not help but think what a joy it was to make the passage of the censer in the manner prescribed by the ceremonial for once, since his altar boys, too little and still too inexperienced to be able to respect every detail to the letter, whenever that moment of the celebration came, constantly offered him the most improbable poses: well, as a good liturgist, his attention to detail was maniacal... probably a formation defect of his classical education that led him to be heavily influenced in his studies by the latin authors to whom he was so passionate to the point of being brought to share their rigid Roman juridical mentality that, among other things, nourished such an heavy obsession for orthodoxy and for the validity of the liturgy that in pagan cults there even existed prompters for the priest - 'cause even words were essential to make the cult valid.

When His Eminence was over, the thurible returned to his hands, in the reverse way to how he had delivered it before, so that he could incense the celebrant, too. Then the acolyte approached them too so that the deacon could be free to follow the continuation of the celebration in a retired position with respect to the cardinal, who had begun to turn to the assembly for the community prayers. Although these too were part of the ritual formalism so loved by Doriano, the words of the blond cardinal seemed to come out of his mouth in the most spontaneous way possible, as if they were true prayers born from his heart, under the apparent eager impulse to offer himself in communion with God and through Him with all those present, who certainly, in that moment, were not impassive in front of the strength and naturalness of the words of his Eminence which flowed effortlessly through the whole cathedral like waves crashing on a beach. It was only at the end of these orations that the chorus master, who had already looked away from the service shortly before His Eminence finished speaking, motioned to the singers to stand up to intone the alleluia chorus.

♫ "Allelúja, allelúja. Veníte ad Me, omnes qui laborátis, et oneráti estis, et Ego refíciam vos. Allelúja" ♫
Hallelujah, hallelujah. Come unto me, you all that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Hallelujah

While the voice of the choir, whose echo were dispersing throughout the cathedral, gathered the hearts of those present for one of the most important moments during the liturgical celebration, the magister cerimoniarum approached the celebrant to receive his blessing so that the Lord could be in his heart and on his lips, to worthily and fitly proclaim the Book of Virtues, which passage, that would be read as part of that service, had been prepared on the Altar, leaning against the tabernacle:

"Jube, domine, benedícere"
Bid, Lord, a blessing

Upon the blessing, he kissed the hand of the celebrant, in sign of loyalty to God, who through him acted to bestow the heavenly blessings, and received the Sacred Book after a deep bow, which, holding it high, he carried in front of the pulpit, moving slowly, so that the ministers who were carrying the candles and the censer had time to take a stand in front of it. He ascended the ambo, resting the Book on it, while he closed his eyes, concentrating, with all his being, on the melodious singing of the choir that had just started again: even music was an extremely essential part of the liturgy not to be neglected, it was important above all to specially emphasize the effectiveness that the liturgy must have in the mind of the believer when he takes part in it. He opened his eyes after a couple of minutes, seeing in front of him the ministers just placed in front of the benches. He then took the Book of Virtues in his hands and lifted it up, showing it to all of the faithful taking up the right time that the acolyte needed to proper incense towards it thrice. And so, he signed the Book with the thumb of the right hand, and began reading with joined hands:

"Lectio Vitæ Secúndi Prophétæ"

[Felipe...]

Felipe noticed that Doriano's every movement and word seemed to be exact, memorised and perfectly executed, without any inaccuracy. He was glad at that moment to have had him as a deacon, but also as a master of ceremonies. Every priest learned through time and devotion that the liturgy was one of the most important pillars of religion, because it was the most tangible moment of faith, when the connection between the mundane and the divine most materialised. The glow of the candles, the smell of incense and the delicious chanting of the psalms were those elements that opened the portal to the divine, it was like feeling a communion with the heavenly hierarchy, and finally, with the Prophets and the Almighty Himself. After the deacon's blessing, one of the acolytes removed the mitre from his head: it was time to listen to the reading. The young cardinal closed his eyes so that nothing could distract him and meditated on the words he would say in the homily.

The deacon's words reverberated in the high vaults of the temple, while all those gathered were silent and listened to the texts of the life of Christos according to Samoth. He knew very well that reading from the thirteenth chapter, when the girl, imbued with pure love, approaches Christos and asks him about her love for the man in the village. The Prophet's answers were prescient and marked the beginning of the sacrament of marriage, a key event for the Church and for the way the faithful themselves understood their lives.

When the reading was finished, Felipe kissed the Book of Virtues and said: -Per hæc sancta scripta deleántur nostra delícta-, he received the mitre again. Then he ascended the steps of the pulpit and took hold of the wooden railing to look down on the faithful. He closed his eyes for a second and took a deep breath before beginning his homily:

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Dear brothers and sisters - he clarified his voice - What a beautiful reading we have just heard, and what an important one. Samoth tells us how a young woman, in love, comes to Christos and asks for his advice: I want to follow you, but what should I do with the love I feel for another person? Love is the pure essence of God, the motive force of his creation, his teaching and the tool for salvation. Love for God is the purest love, the one that Natchiachia had and why she wanted to be a follower of Christos. But she realised that she also loved a young man from her village, she felt a similar but somewhat different love for him: a human and not a divine love, which urged her to share her life with that young man. Christos replies that she can continue to love God, and also love this man, and that the fruit of this love will become flesh, his offspring, the living offering of love for God: the children. It is a very important reading, because Christos institutes for us at that moment the sacrament of marriage. And we must not take these words lightly, for marriage is a lifelong commitment, we must know how to choose our life partners well, and not let ourselves be carried away by a mere passing whim. Only through a marriage blessed by God can a true love blossom that transcends our bodies and is perpetuated in our souls after our death. When you are with your fiancé or fiancée, look into his or her eyes and think clearly whether that love is reciprocated, is sincere and is pure beyond the mere desire of the flesh. If the answer is yes, you will have gained a living treasure, you will have discovered a part of that Love which is innate in human nature, God's most precious gift. Only before God is the union of man and woman possible, for only before Him does it open like a fragrant flower at the coming of spring. Be constant in your life to preserve such love, live it in the way of God's salvation, and you will be repaid with true happiness, and not with the false satisfaction of worldly whims.



When he had finished his homily, and wishing that all the faithful had understood his words, he descended the steps of the pulpit stairs and went back to the altar. One of the acolytes took the miter and addressed the faithful again:Dear brothers, let us now pray the universal prayer, the one we all said at our baptism, which reminds us of our fidelity and love for God and his Church.

He stepped forward a couple of paces and stood in front of the altar, in the centre, and raising his hands and joining them together, he began the prayer:

Credo in Deum,
Altissimum Omnipotentem,
Creatorem caeli et terrae,
Inferos et paradisi,
Ultima hora animae judicem nostrae

Et in Aristotelem, prophetam,
Nicomaqui Phaetique filium,
Missum ut sapientiam et universi
Divas leges errantibus hominibus erudiret

Credo etiam in Christum,
Natum ex Maria et Ioseph,
Vitam dedit ut nobis paradisi viam monstraret
Sic, postquam sub Pontio passus est
Propter salutem
Nostram martyr perivit
Consecutus est Solem
Ubi Aristoteles ad Altissimi dexteram eum expectabat

Credo in Divinam Actionem,
Sanctam Ecclesiam aristotelicianam, romanam, unam et indivisibilem
Sanctorum communionem,
Peccatorum remissionem,
Vitam aeternam.

Amen.

R/ (the faithful say the credo)



When he had finished the creed, he kissed the altar and addressed the faithful again:

Dóminus vobíscum.
R/. Et cum spíritu tuo.

It was time for the Sanctus, so the Cardinal said: - Oremus -. Immediately the choir began to sing:

Sanctus, Sanctus, Sanctus, Sanctus, Dóminus Deus Sábaoth:
pleni sun cœli et terra glória Sua. Hosánna in excélsis.
Benedíctus qui venit in nómine Dómini. Hosánna in excélsis.

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As the psalm was being sung, Dorianus approached with the ciborium: a large cup that remained closed with an equally ornate lid. Inside was the bread of friendship, a baked loaf with a cross stamped on the top. Then a bell rings three times while the cardinal makes the sign of the cross: - Súscipe, sancte Pater, Omnípotens Ætérne Deus, hunc panem, quem ego indígnus fámulus Tuus óffero Tibi Deo meo vivo et vero, pro reconciliatiónem fratrum, signum amicítiæ Tuæ, qua dimíttit innumerábilia peccáta, et offesiónes, et negligéntias mea, et ómnium circustátium, sed et ómnium fidélium aristotelicórum: ut mihi et illis profíciat ad salútem in vitam ætérnam. Amen

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Felipe then places the ciborium on the emerald silk corporal and then received again the thurible from the deacon and with it blessed the bread while saying: - Incénsum istud a Te benedíctum ascéndat ad Te, Dómine, et descéndat super nos misericórdia Tua.- Immediately he also blesses the altar and then the deacon.

Then, joining hands on the altar and bowed, he recites: In spíritu humilitátis et in ánimo contríto suscipiámur a Te, Dómine: veni, Sanctifiátor Ætérne Deus, et béne+dic hoc sacrifícium, Tuo Sancto Nómini preparátum, ob memóriam Prophétæ Tui.

At that moment the choir finishes singing the Sanctus and he prays in secret: Dómine, secúndus Prophéta Tuus Christus dixit: "Altíssimum orántes, amicítiae pánem vinúmque, córporis sanguinísque imágines, consecráte, ne úmquam sacrifícium meum pro vobis obliviscámini. Amen, honos Deo maior quam amáre sine remuneratióne non est"; præsta, ut quod ore súmimus, in nobis fructíficet fructus amóris. Amen

The young cardinal, at the most sacred moment of the liturgy, opens the ciborium. Then, with his head bowed, he carefully takes a piece of the sanctified food with his left hand while holding his right hand on his breast, and with devotion and humility says: -Dómine, non sum dignus-. And he continues: -Panis amicítiæ custódiat ánimam meam in vitam ætérnam.

Then, bowing slightly, he puts the small piece of blessed bread in his mouth. Then he straightens up, joins his hands and remains silent for a few seconds to meditate.
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[Doron]

From his place, he listened attentively to the entire homily of the cardinal: powerful words that aimed to stir consciences on what is the most perfect human image through which we can describe the mystery of God: Spousal Love. Love, in itself, is certainly the most suitable reality for being able to speak about God, since that alone may be the perfect synthesis, the deepest heart of the Mystery of God, which always, in His work, is driven by this one intentionality: it is out of love that God created the world, it is out of love that he revealed himself to men and always because of the love of God, man can today be said to be saved from the foul work of the prince of the world, the Nameless Creature, through Christos' sacrifice, His beloved Prophet. And was not that community of life that was created through marriage as the very expression of a couple that loves and generates life a true living sculpture capable of manifesting the God, creator and saviour? On these things he reflected, occasionally giving quick glimpses towards the first benches of the Church, from which not infrequently could be heard the annoying chatter of some spectators, the which, as soon as the various culprits came in contact with the midnight black eyes of the prelate immediately subsided: not certainly for the authority behind that man, who was nothing more than a simple priest, but for the shame and embarrassment from which they felt immediately oppressed, since, in their hearts, they knew perfectly well the reason for which they had almost competed to sit at the very first places of the Church, in order to be spotted more easily by the eminent Cardinal: if this is your only futile motivation to be in the presence of God, at least try to pretend to give a damn!

At the end of the homily he stood up, and accompanied the celebrant to the throne, standing on his right, while His Eminence Felipe exhorted all those present to join their voices in chorus for the profession of the solemn symbol of faith that put together all the truths revealed by and for the love of the Father, in his goodness and wisdom, to all His children. This moment, that obviously not by chance was placed right in the middle of the liturgy was the very heart of the celebration, because it was through it that one could truly grasp the true essence of the ecclesial community, what it meant to be a Church as a single body united by the one true faith that together invokes His Father. Indeed, the Church can not be identified with its own ministers, which aren't even remotely the absolute protagonists of her life and liturgy, but with the whole community, which should always celebrate as an orchestra, where all contribute to the performance of a symphony in an active and complementary way. The whole community is the subject, and so the community-based component of the faith and liturgical life of the Church is absolutely necessary to ensure the effectiveness of the cultic act, since the invocations addressed to God are not effective only because they are accomplished by certain rites, no, it is not like that, is not magic we're talking about, but because that rite is the expression of an assembly that celebrates. Something that heretics and pagans, deceived by the false doctrines that they follow and teach, will never understand. May God glorify all those who as of today continue to counter and oppose these vile teachings and the men inspired by the Wicked One that spread them... all except the ONE, he who has no need at all of God’s graces and help, since the Lord has already granted HIM a place on this very earth from where HE can already look at his glory directly, eye to eye, by the merits of his inhuman words and accomplishments that he has been gathering throughout his whole life since the very day of his birth:

"Credo in Deum,
Altissimum Omnipotentem,
Creatorem caeli et terrae,
Inferos et paradisi,
Ultima hora animae judicem nostrae

Et in Aristotelem, prophetam,
Nicomaqui Phaetique filium,
Missum ut sapientiam et universi
Divas leges errantibus hominibus erudiret

Credo etiam in Christum,
Natum ex Maria et Ioseph,
Vitam dedit ut nobis paradisi viam monstraret
Sic, postquam sub Pontio passus est
Propter salutem
Nostram martyr perivit
Consecutus est Solem
Ubi Aristoteles ad Altissimi dexteram eum expectabat

Credo in Divinam Actionem,
Sanctam Ecclesiam aristotelicianam, romanam, unam et indivisibilem
Sanctorum communionem,
Peccatorum remissionem,
Vitam aeternam.

Amen"

While he too was proudly expressing his faith together with the whole congregation, for once in his life, he let himself be briefly distracted by the last thought that he had had, that compelled him, in an effort to contain a strange excitement that was starting to electrocute all the limbs of his whole body, to bring his fingers close to his mouth, sweetly running them on his lips, to let it go out a deep sigh of relief... never had an action so automatic and immediate as the recitation of the Creed seemed so arduous before... nevertheless he ended it as if nothing had happened; the sudden eruption of the ethereal chant of the choir of the sanctus was finally able to bring him back from heaven to earth.

♫ "Sanctus, Sanctus, Sanctus, Sanctus, Dóminus Deus Sábaoth: pleni sun cœli et terra glória Sua. Hosánna in excélsis. Benedíctus qui venit in nómine Dómini. Hosánna in excélsis" ♫

Shortly before the end of the chant, Doriano had already moved from his spot to go fetch the ciborium, which he handed to the cardinal for the moment of the consacration, that was inaugurated by the three bell sounds. He motioned for the congregation to kneel, while he alone stood to the right of the celebrant and behind him, following the Offer with his eyes. After the first invocation he took the thurible, received by the acolyte who, having risen to his feet, had just approached the altar, and handed it to His Eminence so that he could incense the altar and the deacon assistant, who, upon receiving the blessing, took the censer back into his own hands and incensed the various ministers by order, so the acolytes first and the altar boys at the end. The censer remained in his hands until the end of the consecration, when the acolyte approached him one more time to remove that burden from him so that he first could be properly communicated by the Cardinal, who went then on in sharing the offer with the other ministers and the faithful, while Doriano, just before the end of the distribution, to which he too took part together with the celebrant, left the altar to place himself on the pulpit, but not before having obviously instructed the acolyte to accompany his Eminence in the subsequent purification of the liturgical objects, once the Communion was truly over. And when the cardinal returned to the throne, waiting for the end of such ritual purification, his standing up was the signal for Doriano to begin the final chant:



"Ite, Missa est"
Go forth, the mass is ended

Now only the words of the lovely cardinal were expected by the congregation in order to put an end to the current reunion of that assembly gathered in the name of the Lord.
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[Felipe...]

Felipe had given the bread of friendship to the parishioners with the help of the deacon. It was not a trivial gesture: the eating of the bread was at the heart of the liturgy, symbolising on the one hand the material union between the faithful who were part of the community, of the same church, of the same Faith; but also the mystical union with God and the Prophets.

After communion, the Ciborium was placed in the tabernacle and then the Cardinal bowed in the centre of the altar. With folded hands on his breast, he said a few words in secret, praying that the blessing of the bread might have been a pleasing gift to God: - Pláceat Tibi, Dómine, obséquium servitútis meæ: et præsta; ut sacrifícium, quod óculis Tuæ majestátis idígnus óbtuli, Tibi sit acceptábile, mihíque et ómnibus, pro quibus illud óbtuli, sit, Te miseránte, propitiábile. Qui vivis et regnas per ómnia sæcula sæculórum. Amen

Then, raising his voice so that the faithful could hear him, he said:
-Pax vobis
R/Et cum spiritu tuo

Then the young cardinal kissed the altar with great respect and one of the acolytes placed the mitre back on his head. Then he continued with the conclusion of the Mass:

-Sit Nomen Domini benedictum
R/ Ex hoc nunc et usque in sæculum
-Adjutorium nostrum in Nomine Domini
R/ Qui fecit cœlum et terram

He raised his eyes, then his hands and joined them, while bowing his head. Finally he blesed the faithful:

-Benedicant vos Omnipotens Deus, et Aristoteles, et Christus. Amen
R/ Amen

He made the sign of the cross three times in the air solemnly with his hands covered with green chirothecae. Then a final bow to the altar and turned to the faithful as the procession, led by the cross, started its way back to the sacristy.

The choir began to sing "Te Deum" accompanied by the organ. The mass was over:

Te Deum laudamus: te Dominum confitemur.
Te aeternum Patrem, omnis terra veneratur.
Tibi omnes Angeli; tibi caeli et universae Potestates;
Tibi Cherubim et Seraphim incessabili voce proclamant:
Sanctus, Sanctus, Sanctus, Dominus Pleni sunt caeli et terra maiestatis gloriae tuae.
Te gloriosus Apostolorum chorus, Te Prophetarum laudabilis numerus, Te Martyrum candidatus laudat exercitus.

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[HRP] My thanks to player Doron, without whose invaluable help, advice and translation, this Mass would not have been possible

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[Doron]

As the last last blessing was spoken, the deacon moved from the pulpit in front of the altar, directing the descent of the ministers along the steps of the altar, who, like brave little puppets, descended towards the central nave flowing into it like streams diving along a riverbed, while he, from his position, was above all of them controlling their every movement... as the master puppeteer. In front of the procession marched the bearers of candles that accompanied the minister in the center who carried the Aristotelian cross, behind them there was the thurifer, that opened the way for the passage of the acolyte that carried the Book of Virtues that was going after him and then the various acolytes, ministers and altar boys, according to order and rank. When they all came down from the altar, and the only ones that remained thereon were Doriano and the cardinal, to whom he has had his back the whole time, the deacon assistant clapped his hands forcefully once, so that the sound could ring throughout the cathedral: this was the signal for all the pawns to stop their pace to allow the king to make his own move. At this point, in fact, Doriano turned his body towards the celebrant and bowed to the throne, from which the cardinal, who had followed all this maneuver while standing still, moved to reach his position... and here the young priest made a small mistake, breaking the bow to welcome the arrival of the Cardinal at his side with a kind look and a hint of smile... well, it wasn’t such a big mistake in the end, considering that in that moment his face was hidden from the whole assembly, and liturgical theology does not teach us perhaps the need to participate to the celebrations by also giving freedom of expression to our own inner feelings of eternal love for God and our brothers? A small futile justification that he just turned to himself in that moment... that had been a full-blown error of which he would then have had the opportunity to repent as soon as he got back to his office to take stock of that celebration.

With the cardinal at his side, they both bowed to the altar one more time, and then, with the same mastery of an opera dance pair, they simultaneously turned to the central nave and walked down the stairs as one body, while the cantors began to sing the Te Deum, sign for the procession to start moving again, this time, with the Cardinal as its tail, at whose side Doriano kept standing all the way from the central nave to the sacristy, taking care to look all the time only in front of him, mindful of the mistake just made: avoiding in this way to cross the gaze of the cardinal, to whom he would surely have addressed a sweet smile of too disrespectful complicity, given the circumstances, and at the same time also the curious and oppressive looks of those present, who were still speculating about the identity of that minister who had never abandoned for a moment the side of His Eminence.

Back in the sacristy, only the ministers who were bringing with them the liturgical objects entered first, in order to put them in their place, to then immediately get out, closing the door behind them, so that his Eminence Felipe could be alone with the deacon to free himself from the weight of all the garments he was wearing, helped by his assistant. And then Doriano opened the door again so that everyone could be allowed to undress and put back on their clothes, himself included. While he was getting dressed, a very young boy approached him from behind, pulling him by the cassock. Doriano turned to see who it was and... lo and behold, it was the cocky boy from before who carried the incense boat:

"Dann, Father... - he had a very clear german accent - was I a good boy?"

Although there were clear tones of challenge and provocation in that question, the priest chose to ignore them completely, by addressing him a peaceful smile and in even trying to answer him by resorting to the use of those few words that he mastered of that wonderful language:

"Ja, du warst wunder..."

But he could not complete the sentence of his courteous attempt to address his interlocutor in his native language, who, as soon as he heard his ridiculous pronunciation, sprang his eyes out and burst out laughing in front of him. But not even this further failure of his, in respecting the hierarchy, managed to upset him, after all, it was only a child that we're talking about. Nevertheless, it seems that the young man’s childishness had managed to pull out some childish spirit of his own, since he decided to play a little dirty trick on him, too. He, in fact, approached the child, and lowered himself to him, leaning on his knees, so that he could be able to be at his height, and said:

"Yes.. my boy, your execution was indeed impeccable... and I also trust that, with such focus to details, you must have also took notice of the special closeness that I share with His Eminence. I’ll be sure to speak very highly of you to him."

After having addressed these words to him, remaining always with his face close to his, he turned to him the most malignant smile that he could show off, giving clear display of his hideously sharp canines: a rare birthmark that so often was able to stimulate the suggestion of superstitious fools, and because of which, he always forced himself not to smile very broadly, unless he was at the presence of close friends, that he was familiar with; which, in fact was received by the boy with an expression of sheer horror, that slowly, in the time that he saw the prelate go away to greet the cardinal, made its way to a mask of pure hatred. But Doriano did not really think to go through, not even for an istant, to what his veiled threat seemed to hint; indeed, while exchanging with the cardinal some lovely words of farewell, he really spoke very well of that altar boy, suggesting even an immature promotion for him. After greeting the cardinal, he walked towards the exit of the sacristy, passing by the altar boy, who was still motionless, giving him a slight pat on the shoulder:

"Bye"

Was his last word heard from that place, as he abandoned it to return to his own affairs.
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[Magister Ceremoniarum]

Ash Wednesday was the day that marked the beginning of Lent, forty days of preparation for Easter in which the Aristotelian faithful began a period of special abstinence, moderation and personal contemplation of the Aristotelian virtues. For this reason, an informative message had been nailed to the door of the parish of San Vincenzo, because every year it was important to remind everyone of the importance and particularities of this time in the liturgical calendar:

[Felipe...]

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-----------------------------Ash Wednesday Mass
-----------------------------Parish of San Vincenzo in Via, Rome
-----------------------------March 2, MCDLXX



Preparations for the beginning of Lent had begun two days earlier: the sacristy had been crowded with people working tirelessly. The liturgical vestments in purple, the colour of penance, were sewn, cleaned and ironed ; all the flowers in the church that were usually offered to the images of the saints in the side chapels had been removed; the liturgical instruments such as the ciborium, censer, etc. and even the usual golden candlesticks and altar cross had been replaced by silver ones: the altar boys had cleaned it with lemon, vinegar and salt to obtain the best shine. Even the marble floor and furniture had been polished with wax. The whole church was gleaming and ready for Ash Wednesday. Like two captains of the Papal Guard reviewing the troops, Doriano and Felipe had supervised all this work until both were satisfied with the result. The day before the celebration all the workers and faithful collaborators had a day of well-deserved rest.

Finally the evening of Wednesday the second of March arrived, and when the clock in the square announced the nona hour, the bells of the parish began to toll, calling the faithful. Meanwhile, inside the sacristy, Felipe remained for a few moments on the kneeler, silently praying. Behind him was the usual battalion of acolytes and altar boys, each carrying out his responsibilities. Doriano had arrived at that moment and began his particular argument with the more intrepid altar boys. The young cardinal crossed himself and went to where his deacon was standing: - Good afternoon, Father Doriano. I hope you had a good day, is everything ready?- It was usual for a prelate to hold out his hand offering to kiss the ring, but Felipe deliberately hid his hand behind his back to avoid this situation, which he preferred to reserve only during the liturgy. - The ashes must be placed on the altar! - he warned one of the acolytes who was holding the ash vessel in his hand and looked a little confused. After these introductions and remarks, the cardinal was dressed in the liturgical vestments that had been prepared for the day; the other participants in the mass were also dressed in purple damask robes.

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When everyone was ready, they arranged themselves in order to leave from the door of the sacristy at the sound of a bell, announcing to the faithful the beginning of the entrance procession. The guide cross preceded the others, and they slowly walked along the central nave of the church to the altar, where each one of them bowed his head before the most sacred place in the church. At this point the choir began to sing the antiphon a cappella:

Exáudi nos Dómine, quóniam benígna est misericórdia Tua, secúndum multitúdinem miseratiónum Tuárum réspice nos, Dómine.
Salvum me fac Deus: quóniam intravérunt aqæ usque ad ánimam meam.

[ Hear us, Lord, for your gracious mercy: in your infinite mercy, turn to us, Lord. V/. for the waves are reaching up to my soul. Repeat Hear us, Lord ]

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When the singing of the antiphon was finished, the cardinal solemnly addressed the faithful with joined hands as he said:

Dóminus vobíscum!
R/. Et cum spíritu tuo.

He then went on to say three prayers:

Omnípotens sempitérne Deus, parce pæniténtibus, propitiáre supplicántibus: et míttere dignéris sanctum Angelum Tuum de coelis, qui bene+dícat et sanctí+ficet hos cíneres, ut sint remédium salúbre ómnibus Nomen sanctum Tuum humilíter implorántibus, ac semetípsos pro consciéntia delictórum suórum accusántibus, ante conspéctum divínæ cleméntiæ Tuæ facínora sua deplorántibus, vel sereníssimam pietátem Tuam supplíciter obnixéque flagitántibus: et præsta per invocatiónem sanctíssimi Nóminis Tui; ut, quicúmque per eos aspérsi fúerint, pro redemptióne peccatórum suórum, córporis sanitátem et ánimæ tutélam percípiant.

[ Almighty and Eternal God, forgive the penitents, be propitious to the supplicants: and deign to send Thy holy Angel from heaven, who may ble+, and sancti+fy these ashes, so that they may be a salutary remedy for those who humbly invoke Thee, confess themselves guilty of theirs sins, deplore them before Thy divine mercy and with true pain and tears implore Thy most serenely mercy: and for the invocation of Thy Most Holy Name: let all those who will be sprinkled with these ashes in remission of their sins, receive health body and soul protection. ]

Deus, Qui non mortem, sed pæniténtiam desíderas peccatórum: fragilitátem condiciónis humánæ benigníssime réspice; et hos cíneres, quos, causa proferéndæ humilitátis atque promeréndæ véniæ, capítibus nostris impóni decérnimus, bene+dícere pro Tua pietáte dignáre: ut, qui nos cínerem esse, et ob pravitátis nostræ deméritum in púlverem reversúros cognóscimus; peccatórum ómnium véniam, et præmia pæniténtibus repromíssa, misericórditer cónsequi mereámur.

[ Oh God, Who doest not desire the death of sinners, but their repentance: kindly look at the fragility of human nature; and these ashes, which we intend to impose on our heads to humiliate us and deserve forgiveness, deign Thee, in Thy mercy, to ble+ss, so that we, recognizing that we are ashes and that we must return to dust because of our weakness, we deserve to obtain mercifully the forgiveness of all sins and the reward promised to penitents. ]

Deus, Qui humiliatióne flécteris, et satisfactióne placáris: aurem Tuæ pietátis inclína précibus nostris; et capítibus servórum Tuórum, horum cínerum aspersióne contáctis, effúnde propítius grátiam Tuæ benedictiónis: ut eos et spíritu compunctiónis répleas et, quæ juste postuláverint, efficáciter tríbuas; et concéssa perpétuo stabilíta et intácta manére decérnas. Qui vivis et regnas per ómnia sæcula sæculórum. Amen

[ Oh God, Who allowest Thee to be bent by humility and appeased by penance, give compassionate ear to our prayers, and upon Thy servants, sprinkled with these ashes, propitiously pour out the grace of Thy blessing; fill them with the spirit of compunction, effectively answer the right questions, and the graces granted to them keep them in perpetuity confirmed and stable. Thou who livest and reignest forever and ever. Amen ]

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[HRP]

Welcome to this thread!! All faithful Romans and foreigners are welcome. Characters should show due respect for the sacred place they are in, and answer the parts of the text in red. Good game!

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[silvio_1]

Father Silvio stood at the passage of the Procession and the Eminences
towards the Altar.At the end of the song he said

Et cum spíritu tuo
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