Frederick Oakeley - Works

Works

Oakeley published 42 works. Before his conversion were:

  • Whitehall Chapel Sermons, 1837;
  • Laudes Diurnæ; the Psalter and Canticles in the Morning and Evening Services, set and pointed to the Gregorian Tones by Richard Redhead, with a preface by Oakeley on antiphonal chanting, 1843.

Also a number of articles contributed to the British Critic.

After his conversion he brought out many books in support of Catholicism, including:

  • The Ceremonies of the Mass, 1855, a standard work at Rome, where it was translated into Italian by Lorenzo Santarelli, and published by authority;
  • The Church of the Bible, 1857;
  • Lyra Liturgica, 1865;
  • Historical Notes on the Tractarian Movement, 1865;
  • The Priest to the Mission, 1871;
  • The Voice of Creation, 1876.

He was a constant contributor to the Dublin Review and The Month. To Cardinal Manning's Essays on Religious Subjects (1865) he contributed The Position of a Catholic Minority in a Roman Catholic Country. The last article he wrote was one in Time (March 1880), on Personal Recollections of Oxford from 1820 to 1845 (reprinted in Lilian M. Quiller-Couch's Reminiscences of Oxford, 1892, Oxf. Hist. Soc.) His Youthful Martyrs of Rome, a verse drama in five acts (1856), was adapted from Cardinal Wiseman's Fabiola.

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