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Gerry and I were recently inspired -- by Matthew Yglesias -- to read one of John le Carre's early novels, A Murder of Quality, which opens with a mysterious letter and this eerie, mystical phrase:
The long nights? Hmmm? Halloween? The Winter Solstice? Turns out even the esteemed and knowledgeable George Smiley shared our question:
"Ah, the long nights, the long nights."
"What are the long nights?" Smiley asked . . .
"We have a proverb that it always snows at Carne [small fictional town and school in England] in the long nights. That is the traditional term here for the nights of Lent . . . Before the Reformation the monks of the Abbey kept a vigil during Lent between the Offices of Compline and Lauds. . . . We continue to observe it by the saying of Compline during Lent. Compline was the last of the Canonical Day Hours and was said before retiring for the night. . . . Prime was the dawn Office . . . Terce was the third hour of daylight -- that is to say 9:00 a.m. Thus we no longer refer to Morning Prayer, but to Terce. . . . Similarly, during Advent and Lent we say Sext at midday in the Abbey. (56 - 57)
I had to take a break from my reading to work out all the complicated terminology. I encountered numerous list and charts that I have attempted to condense into one straightforward reference guide.
Here in Virgina, the church bells next door to us ring out every hour from 9am - 9pm, with a brief hymn concert included at 3pm every day; the Angelus, at noon and 6pm; and another joyful clamor of bells at 5pm!
Now (I think) I know what I've been hearing from across the way:
Noon = Sext (& the Angelus: traditional Death Knell)
3pm = Nones
5pm = an approximation of the Ave Maria Bell
6pm = Vespers (& the Angelus: the chiming of 3 gap 3 gap 3)
". . . six a.m., when he heard the Angelus ringing. He recovered consciousness slowly, unwilling to let go of a pleasing delusion that he was in Rome. . . . marvelling to hear it rung correctly (nine quick strokes in all, divided into threes, with an interval between); and from a bell with a beautiful tone. Full, clear, with something bland and suave, each note floated through the air like a globe of silver. Before the nine strokes were done Rome faded, and behind it he sensed something Eastern, with palm trees, — Jerusalem, perhaps, though he had never been there.”
42 - 43, emphasis added
Canonical Hours,
going back to the 9th Century:
6pm - 6am = Vigil
divided into four 3 - hour segments or nighttime "watches":3am - 6am = Matins (last portion of Vigil, beginning of dawn)
6 - 9pm
9pm - Midnight
Midnight - 3am
3am - 6am
5am = Lauds (sunrise, varies seasonally)
6am = Prime (first hour of early morning daylight)
9am = Terce (third hour after 6am)
Noon = Sext (sixth hour after 6am)
3pm = Nones (ninth hour 6am)
6pm = Vespers (sunset, evening)
7pm = Compline (end of the day, before retiring)
the major hours were Matins, Lauds, and Vespers
the minor hours were Terce, Sext, Nones, and Compline
Need a snack during the Long Nights?
Here's a welcoming spot for a Lenten Vigil.
No pancakes during Lent?
But what about waffles?
The truth about David Cornwell aka John le Carré seems to be that despite being a brilliant author and the undisputed emperor of the espionage fiction genre, he was an imperfect spy. He had more Achilles heels than he had toes and was caught out by Kim Philby.
ReplyDeleteAn interesting "news article" dated 31 October 2022 exists about some of his perceived shortcomings in this regard (pardon the unintentional quip). It's entitled Pemberton's People, Ungentlemanly Officers & Rogue Heroes and can be found on TheBurlingtonFiles website.
While visiting the site do check out Beyond Enkription. It is an intriguing raw and noir fact-based spy thriller and it’s a must read for espionage cognoscenti but what would it have been like if David Cornwell had collaborated with Bill Fairclough? Even though they didn’t collaborate, Beyond Enkription is still described as ”up there with My Silent War by Kim Philby and No Other Choice by George Blake”. Not surprising really – Fairclough was never caught.
Thanks M16!
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