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January 1st, 1901
HOLY THURSDAY NIGHT IN SEVILLE
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“A heartfelt saeta
breaks the mystical silence;
so utters the humble singer
with a pain-stricken voice:
Look, here it comes,
it’s the moon in the heavens,
which goes through souls
like a wafer in the incense”
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Salvador Rueda
Nuevo Mundo
April 2nd, 1920
From Seville’s Holy Week
RIVAL VIRGINS
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“And when the brotherhood makes a stop, the
most decided youngster comes out of the circle,
stands in the middle of the street, opposite the
Virgin, leans backwards, held up by two or three
friends, and sings the traditional saeta:
Under the canopy goes
the brightest star;
its eyes look like fountains,
weeping for its solitude.
A deafening ovation greets the end of the saeta.
The youngster, encouraged by the triumph and ever
surrounded by his mates, who back him in the singing,
he again turns to the Virgin with this naive, harmonic
madrigal:
My mother of hope,
tell your son Jesus
that there isn’t in the world over
a Virgin as beautiful as you
And a feminine voice from the mystery of a grating
in the half light, sings the response:
The Virgin embroidered her cloak,
and she embroidered it so beautifully
that she wore it for the first time on Good Friday,
at Christ’s burial”
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Julián Fernández Piñero
Nuevo Mundo
April 28th, 1922
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By “La Niña de La Alfalfa”
Saeta, Ya se acerca
Saeta, No darle tanto martirio
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Nuevo Mundo
April 2nd, 1926
The processions in the streets of Spain
...“Everywhere prayers appear and saetas
vibrate amidst clouds of incense and the sounds
of trumpets and wild fragrances of mountain flowers”
...
Nuevo Mundo
March 23rd, 1928
Holy Week in Málaga. Dawn of Good Friday
“The morning wants to go barefoot in the
procession with its torch of white light, and has
made the stars fade. Sweet and shy, it persuades
the night. And the night slips away quietly, sadly,
carrying away the echo of that saeta which wrapped
it up in mysticism. The procession moves on”.
Ángel Utrera and Figueroa
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