Via the estimable Laudator comes this nice Chinese poem, which touches on themes of fishing, quiet, moonlight, common to many of the verses of the Tang dynasty scholars.
Wang Wei (699-759), To Subprefect Chang (tr. Irving Y. Lo):
In late years, I love only the stillness,
The world’s affairs no longer trouble my heart.
Looking at myself: no far-reaching plans;
All I know: to return to familiar woods—
The pine winds blow and loosen my sash;
The mountain moon shines upon me playing the lute.
You ask for reasons for failure or success—
Fisherman’s song enters the riverbanks deep.
A translation was set to music:
That said, here is vespers with no frills from the Breviarium Romanum. You can follow HERE. Use the settings for “all” and “Rubrics 1960″.