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of all things irish…… st. cecilia?

March 5, 2009


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Saint Cecilia from A Book of Saints, Anness Publishing Ltd.

And you thought I would have a picture of Saint Patrick to start off my series on Saint Patrick’s Day and all things Irish!  He will show up here sooner or later, but I first wanted to write about another saint who is very important to me: Saint Cecilia.  Cecilia is the patron saint of music, martyred in the 3rd century.  This is her story from the Domenico Zipoli Institute:

The story of St. Cecilia is by itself a romance. Cecilia was a maiden of noble birth, and at an early age, she dedicated her life to God with a vow of chastity. She, however, was betrothed and married to a young noble named Valerian. On her wedding day, she prayed to the Lord and asked Him to protect her virginity. History records, “The day on which the wedding was to be held arrived and while musical instruments were playing she was singing in her heart to God alone saying: Make my heart and my body pure that I may not be confounded.” Her husband agreed to respect her vow. At this time, Christianity was still illegal in Rome, and after her husband was executed, Cecilia was also sentenced to death. It required two attempts, however. She was first locked in a bath in her own home to be suffocated by the steam. When she emerged from the bath unharmed, she was then beheaded. The stroke of the axe failed to sever her head from her body, however, and she lived for three days, and was said to sing throughout the ordeal.

Obviously, Cecilia was a Roman, not Irish.  Being the patron saint of music is what brought her to me, and I named my pub after her.  It was a grand pub, with music, poetry, theater, story telling, sessions, salon night, good food, and just a wee bit of drink.  I wrote a newsletter that included a calendar of events every month, that went out to a large mailing list.  Great memories of a fun time.   Milwaukee has a fairly large Irish community, as well as the largest Irish Musical Festival in the world at the Summerfest grounds every summer.  There was a lot of support and wonderful patronage during the life of Cecilia’s Pub.

Friend and poet James Liddy, who recently succumbed to cancer, wrote this poem for Cecilia:

Ode to Cecilia’s Pub

Bless this public house and those who thirst.
I enter a supplicant suitor tactican.
Bless new world pints.
When I was a neophyte
pubs had no couches or barwomen,
They had politics one of the true religions.
Women had lounges, where they drank
And thus voted.  I voted the arts
And met them, their eyes and elbows.

Parents said they spend 40% of income
In these places – I inherit liberation,
libation is liberation.

I adore the look of vacant bar stools.
I pray to Saints Dionysius and Cecilia.
At midnight the cry is
the bridegroom comes.

A bartender is the flower on the far side
of the counter, friends flowers on this side.
Enter into the heart… that is illumination.
Ordinary karma void filled
with sustainable soul and body.

I’ve fallen for a polished wood counter,
green, walls, a vista to the jakes.
Another round of pints, Michael.

How many pouring hours to close?
St. Love the bartender delivers the answer.
November 22. 1998

There was Guinness Stout, Beamish Stout, Harp Lager, Newcastle Brown Ale, Fuller’s Extra Special Bitter, Tullamore Dew, Power, Jameson 1780…. and Potcheen.  Now that was some nasty stuff.  My eyes water thinking about it!  One of many special events was an evening called Black Velvet Night.  Special drinks were served up during that celebration, including Black Velvet (Guinness and champagne), Half and Half (that’s the one made with Harp),  Black and Tan (the one made with Bass), Purple Meany (Guinness with a shot of cassis), and my favorite, Golden Cream.  After the head on the Guinness totally settles, you add several scoops of vanilla ice-cream.  Yum!

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5 Comments leave one →
  1. March 7, 2009 8:49 am

    Oh yes I’m a sucker for pictures and art but in this case loved the poetic bit on St. Cecilia. I’d forgotten you were going to do this celebration – I love it.

    Hi Oh. I really intended to post every day of March, but life just keeps getting in the way! I do have my fresh corned beef in the freezer, ready for all-night roasting next weekend. Now I have to remember to get the saur kraut. Yum! I make a corned beef and cabbage soup from the left over meat that is to die for. I won’t be a vegetarian next week. 🙂

  2. March 9, 2009 3:44 am

    Love the images – and the poetry to go with it. Wonderful post. Lovely idea to have a theme / focus and I am thinking over the suggestion of vanilla icecream on the head of a Guinness – well that’s something to think about anyway!

    Hi Sea – don’t knock it until you’ve tried it! It really is quite tasty. Yes – the poem for Cecilia’s Pub was quite an honor to receive. James was a jovial, friendly, incredibly talented man. It was always a pleasure to see him walk through the door, and he invariably had his whole class of students trailing behind him.

  3. March 10, 2009 2:24 am

    I’m so very glad you wrote about St. Cecilia — While I know little of the Catholic saints, she is one I’ve been fond of, because in large part, of the music connection. My college roommate, a music major who died in a plane crash her junior year, had the middle name of Cecilia (appropriate, don’t you think?). When I hear of St. Cecilia, I always think of Mary.

    How very sad for your very young roommate, Jeanie.

    There is so much beautiful art work with Cecilia playing something. I would have had a hard time choosing one, but the painting I posted happened to hang over the back bar, keeping an eye on me! I don’t know who the painter is, though. I have it in a book, but it doesn’t give an artist.

  4. March 12, 2009 9:41 pm

    I love stories about the saints of God, particularly those of old who have such fascinating stories of dedication and martyrdom. Wonderful image and a wonderful start to the St. Patty’s day theme.

    Hi Carl – the story of her martyrdom is pretty crazy. Steaming to death? Chopping off her head with three strokes that were unsuccessful?
    It is a beautiful image, however. I love the reds and blues, and the music books they are holding 🙂

  5. rose permalink
    November 21, 2011 4:55 pm

    im so proud of that the saint cecilia is so verry important of the saint no saint no peple 😀

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