<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756643263595292328</id><updated>2011-12-06T13:50:49.537-08:00</updated><category term='Camilo na escola'/><title type='text'>Pérolas de Camilo</title><subtitle type='html'>Este blogue foi criado no âmbito da acção de formação "Bibliotecas Escolares, Leitura e Literacias no 2º e 3º ciclos do Ensino Básico e Secundário",promovida pelo Centro de Formação Associação de Escolas de V.N.de Famalicão</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perolasdaartedenarrar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756643263595292328/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perolasdaartedenarrar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ana placido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347152379085068205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X79agFfvoLk/SmeDgdmZugI/AAAAAAAAABc/cnRKUiSeWgE/S220/DSCF2679.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756643263595292328.post-4042157937100549203</id><published>2010-11-09T03:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T03:17:11.661-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leituras com emoções</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/oX1LM9HIk_s/hqdefault.jpg)"  width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oX1LM9HIk_s?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oX1LM9HIk_s?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR" width="425" height="344" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756643263595292328-4042157937100549203?l=perolasdaartedenarrar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perolasdaartedenarrar.blogspot.com/feeds/4042157937100549203/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perolasdaartedenarrar.blogspot.com/2010/11/leituras-com-emocoes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756643263595292328/posts/default/4042157937100549203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756643263595292328/posts/default/4042157937100549203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perolasdaartedenarrar.blogspot.com/2010/11/leituras-com-emocoes.html' title='Leituras com emoções'/><author><name>Aurelia Azevedo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04028647459384838344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uQ1NXlqYvuw/SdpiDxik4JI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dw14VkBulQs/S220/DSCF2679_Blog'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756643263595292328.post-2135624522715906916</id><published>2009-09-06T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T04:48:59.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Roteiro Camiliano em Famalicão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lugares de Famalicão &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;na obra de Camilo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X79agFfvoLk/SqQpP3xxOpI/AAAAAAAAACU/jv4qThHrGec/s1600-h/Imagem+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378469207634688658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X79agFfvoLk/SqQpP3xxOpI/AAAAAAAAACU/jv4qThHrGec/s320/Imagem+004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Igreja de S.Tiago de Antas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;O grupo de professores em formação saboreia excertos do escritor famalicense, junto à conhecida igreja.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X79agFfvoLk/SqQoGEN4AKI/AAAAAAAAACM/cEB_M07wSSs/s1600-h/Imagem+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378467939663478946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X79agFfvoLk/SqQoGEN4AKI/AAAAAAAAACM/cEB_M07wSSs/s320/Imagem+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Volvidos dias, Rui Gomes e o escravo oravam à porta do templo mozárabe de S.Tiago de Antas, a meia légua do paço de Ninães."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O Senhor do Paço de Ninães&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756643263595292328-2135624522715906916?l=perolasdaartedenarrar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perolasdaartedenarrar.blogspot.com/feeds/2135624522715906916/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perolasdaartedenarrar.blogspot.com/2009/09/lugares-de-famalicao-na-obra-de-camilo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756643263595292328/posts/default/2135624522715906916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756643263595292328/posts/default/2135624522715906916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perolasdaartedenarrar.blogspot.com/2009/09/lugares-de-famalicao-na-obra-de-camilo.html' title='Roteiro Camiliano em Famalicão'/><author><name>ana placido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347152379085068205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X79agFfvoLk/SmeDgdmZugI/AAAAAAAAABc/cnRKUiSeWgE/S220/DSCF2679.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X79agFfvoLk/SqQpP3xxOpI/AAAAAAAAACU/jv4qThHrGec/s72-c/Imagem+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756643263595292328.post-7823286327521467946</id><published>2009-09-06T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T04:42:22.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X79agFfvoLk/SqQtB5jG7oI/AAAAAAAAACs/XOOPG-Xoboo/s1600-h/Imagem+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X79agFfvoLk/SqQsdSsLBCI/AAAAAAAAACk/00FzAz9F7Dc/s1600-h/Imagem+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X79agFfvoLk/SqQr9Nl3BaI/AAAAAAAAACc/p30-a-aWkB0/s1600-h/Imagem+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378472185607685538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X79agFfvoLk/SqQr9Nl3BaI/AAAAAAAAACc/p30-a-aWkB0/s320/Imagem+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Igreja de Abade de Vermoim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Seis de Janeiro de 1832. Manhã chuvosa e frigidíssima. O zimbro rufava nas frestas envidraçadas da igreja de Santa Maria de Abade. Ringiam as carvalheiras varejadas pelo norte. Ao arraiar do dia, a devota dos Três Reis Magos, a tia Bernabé, tecedeira-viúva do operário Bernadé, que lhe deixara o nome e uma cabana com sua horta-, ergueu-se, foi á residência paroquial pedir a chave da igreja;e, sobraçando a bassoura de giesta para barrer o chão, e a almotolia para mover as lâmpadas, entrou no adro. Ao passar em frente da porta principal, ajoelhoiu, persignou-se e orou. Neste momento, ouviu o vagir convulso e ´ríspido de criança. Voltou o roasto para o lado donde lhe parecia sair aquele choro. Não viu alguém.Espantou-se. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O Comendador, in Novelas do Minho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756643263595292328-7823286327521467946?l=perolasdaartedenarrar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perolasdaartedenarrar.blogspot.com/feeds/7823286327521467946/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perolasdaartedenarrar.blogspot.com/2009/09/lugares-de-famalicao-na-obra-de-camilo_06.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756643263595292328/posts/default/7823286327521467946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756643263595292328/posts/default/7823286327521467946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perolasdaartedenarrar.blogspot.com/2009/09/lugares-de-famalicao-na-obra-de-camilo_06.html' title=''/><author><name>ana placido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347152379085068205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X79agFfvoLk/SmeDgdmZugI/AAAAAAAAABc/cnRKUiSeWgE/S220/DSCF2679.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X79agFfvoLk/SqQr9Nl3BaI/AAAAAAAAACc/p30-a-aWkB0/s72-c/Imagem+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756643263595292328.post-5167430458413707258</id><published>2009-09-06T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T04:40:08.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X79agFfvoLk/SqQ0zN3BJUI/AAAAAAAAAC8/-aKkreuNWM8/s1600-h/Imagem+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378481909485610306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X79agFfvoLk/SqQ0zN3BJUI/AAAAAAAAAC8/-aKkreuNWM8/s320/Imagem+010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Margens do Rio Pele&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Ao fundo das bouças ladeirentas, rugia o Pele nos açudes das azenhas e nas guardas dos pontilhões. Lamelas era da parte d'além. Mas o rio, de monte a monte, rugia intransitável nas pequenas pontes. Foi à de Landim, uma aldeia engravatada, onde ainda se avistavam clarões de luz nas vidraças das famílas distintas que jogavam a bisca em ricos saraus do &lt;em&gt;faubourg Saint Honoré&lt;/em&gt;, com uns deboches sardanapalescos de sueca a feijões."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Brasileira de Prazins&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756643263595292328-5167430458413707258?l=perolasdaartedenarrar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perolasdaartedenarrar.blogspot.com/feeds/5167430458413707258/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perolasdaartedenarrar.blogspot.com/2009/09/lugares-de-famalicao-na-obra-de-camilo_9373.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756643263595292328/posts/default/5167430458413707258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756643263595292328/posts/default/5167430458413707258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perolasdaartedenarrar.blogspot.com/2009/09/lugares-de-famalicao-na-obra-de-camilo_9373.html' title=''/><author><name>ana placido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347152379085068205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X79agFfvoLk/SmeDgdmZugI/AAAAAAAAABc/cnRKUiSeWgE/S220/DSCF2679.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X79agFfvoLk/SqQ0zN3BJUI/AAAAAAAAAC8/-aKkreuNWM8/s72-c/Imagem+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756643263595292328.post-1768192745178170690</id><published>2009-09-06T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T05:01:48.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X79agFfvoLk/SqQ4A01qLSI/AAAAAAAAADE/Mk8CDagm948/s1600-h/Imagem+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378485441822076194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X79agFfvoLk/SqQ4A01qLSI/AAAAAAAAADE/Mk8CDagm948/s320/Imagem+012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Casa de Roboredo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"É esta sala artesoada, apainelada, recamada de laçarias e grinaldas, mirificamente lavradas e douradas em madeira, magnificência superior a quanto lhe podem deparar casas antigas nestas províncias do norte. Que esplendores não dardejaria todo aquele ouro por sobre as colgaduras e guadamecins das paredes, naquele ano de 1576, se hoje ainda se vão os olhos nos primorosos, bem que desbotados, lavores da sala vaga do senhor de Roboredo."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O Senhor do Paço de Ninães&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756643263595292328-1768192745178170690?l=perolasdaartedenarrar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perolasdaartedenarrar.blogspot.com/feeds/1768192745178170690/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perolasdaartedenarrar.blogspot.com/2009/09/lugares-de-famalicao-na-obra-de-camilo_2699.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756643263595292328/posts/default/1768192745178170690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756643263595292328/posts/default/1768192745178170690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perolasdaartedenarrar.blogspot.com/2009/09/lugares-de-famalicao-na-obra-de-camilo_2699.html' title=''/><author><name>ana placido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347152379085068205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X79agFfvoLk/SmeDgdmZugI/AAAAAAAAABc/cnRKUiSeWgE/S220/DSCF2679.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X79agFfvoLk/SqQ4A01qLSI/AAAAAAAAADE/Mk8CDagm948/s72-c/Imagem+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756643263595292328.post-5078743627507526147</id><published>2009-09-06T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T04:35:38.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X79agFfvoLk/SqQ7M3LPDiI/AAAAAAAAADU/YmKxYAXGfB4/s1600-h/Imagem+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378488947142757922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X79agFfvoLk/SqQ7M3LPDiI/AAAAAAAAADU/YmKxYAXGfB4/s320/Imagem+017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mosteiro de Landim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"E, de feito, o atormentado moço ia guiado por mão da piedade através dos arvoredos que separavam o seu solar do mosteiro de Landim"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X79agFfvoLk/SqQ61Cpyg5I/AAAAAAAAADM/bKMWZ3hV560/s1600-h/Imagem+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756643263595292328-5078743627507526147?l=perolasdaartedenarrar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perolasdaartedenarrar.blogspot.com/feeds/5078743627507526147/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perolasdaartedenarrar.blogspot.com/2009/09/lugares-de-famalicao-na-obra-de-camilo_88.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756643263595292328/posts/default/5078743627507526147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756643263595292328/posts/default/5078743627507526147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perolasdaartedenarrar.blogspot.com/2009/09/lugares-de-famalicao-na-obra-de-camilo_88.html' title=''/><author><name>ana placido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347152379085068205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X79agFfvoLk/SmeDgdmZugI/AAAAAAAAABc/cnRKUiSeWgE/S220/DSCF2679.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X79agFfvoLk/SqQ7M3LPDiI/AAAAAAAAADU/YmKxYAXGfB4/s72-c/Imagem+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756643263595292328.post-4539593452040211083</id><published>2009-08-31T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T11:34:07.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ana Plácido</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X79agFfvoLk/SpwUvwlmnKI/AAAAAAAAACE/W4dOFC0_S9M/s1600-h/Ana+Pl%C3%A1cido.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376194865902558370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X79agFfvoLk/SpwUvwlmnKI/AAAAAAAAACE/W4dOFC0_S9M/s400/Ana+Pl%C3%A1cido.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não podemos estudar Camilo Castelo Branco sem fazer referência ao nome Ana Plácido, a paixão que o levou à prisão, a mulher que o acompanhou e o apoiou até ao fim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ana Augusta Plácido nasceu em 1831. Filha de António José Plácido Braga e de Ana Augusta Vieira, ficou conhecida como “a companheira de Camilo”.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ana Plácido não foi uma mulher comum. Além de ter enfrentado a sociedade do século XIX ao abandonar o marido – Pinheiro Alves – por amor a Camilo, Ana foi escritora num país onde não era permitido a uma senhora “além de conversar, sorrir, amar, dançar – pensar!” , como se pode ler na introdução, escrita por Júlio César Machado, ao livro &lt;em&gt;Luz coada por ferros&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colaborou em jornais e revistas (Gazeta Literária, Revista Contemporânea, O Nacional, O Futuro…), traduziu alguns romances de Amédée Achard e Benjamin Constant e escreveu &lt;em&gt;Luz coada por ferros&lt;/em&gt; (1863) e &lt;em&gt;Herança de Lágrimas&lt;/em&gt; (1871). Utilizou os pseudónimos Lopo de Sousa, Gastão Vital e A. A..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na obra &lt;a href="http://books.google.pt/books?id=Er0GAAAAQAAJ&amp;amp;printsec=frontcover&amp;amp;dq=luz+coada+por+ferros&amp;amp;ei=PxWcSrHAEIvgyQTc2JnqDg#v=onepage&amp;amp;q=&amp;amp;f=false"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Luz coada por ferros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/a&gt;transparece uma mulher amargurada “coração crucificado pela dor e pela crueza d’um mau destino”. Dedica a obra à irmã – Maria José Plácido – e afirma que “das muitas pessoas que me cortejavam nos dias opulentos, poucas ou nenhumas me conhecem hoje.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ana Plácido foi “uma mulher extraordinariamente forte e até de carácter viril”, afirmou Maria Amélia Campos, autora da primeira biografia de Ana Plácido - &lt;em&gt;Ana, a lúcida&lt;/em&gt; – em declarações à Lusa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ana Plácido morreu em 1895.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756643263595292328-4539593452040211083?l=perolasdaartedenarrar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perolasdaartedenarrar.blogspot.com/feeds/4539593452040211083/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perolasdaartedenarrar.blogspot.com/2009/08/ana-placido.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756643263595292328/posts/default/4539593452040211083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756643263595292328/posts/default/4539593452040211083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perolasdaartedenarrar.blogspot.com/2009/08/ana-placido.html' title='Ana Plácido'/><author><name>ana placido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347152379085068205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X79agFfvoLk/SmeDgdmZugI/AAAAAAAAABc/cnRKUiSeWgE/S220/DSCF2679.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X79agFfvoLk/SpwUvwlmnKI/AAAAAAAAACE/W4dOFC0_S9M/s72-c/Ana+Pl%C3%A1cido.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756643263595292328.post-2791655307943906855</id><published>2009-07-26T15:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T15:46:56.731-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camilo na escola'/><title type='text'>Na Casa de Camilo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-3d.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3530822107883368253&amp;amp;site=widget-3d.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3530822107883368253&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-3d.slide.com/p1/3530822107883368253/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 482px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 600px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X79agFfvoLk/Smb-ty7dHYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/KA6gqVny74Q/s400/O+Ocidente+-+capa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;No dia 6 de Junho de 1890 o periódico semanal &lt;em&gt;Pontos nos iis&lt;/em&gt; noticiava a morte de Camilo:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Camillo era o único escriptor verdadeiramente grande, do Portugal de nossos dias, e em meio da figura sabia, como a d’um colosso sardónico, amesquinhando todos os que se lhe approximavam. Referem os jornaes, que á chegada do seu cadaver, ao Porto, não havia na gare senão os reporters de dois ou tres jornaes, a recebel’o. Registra-se uma semelhante infamia, sem protesto, pois compensando-a, sabe o Porto, quando quer, estadear préstitos de pompa, e fazer salvar as fortalezas, se acaso lhe penetra os muros algum genio mais da sua… comprehensão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No dia 11 de Junho &lt;em&gt;O Occidente&lt;/em&gt; reservava a capa e, em quatro páginas, lembrava a vida e obra de Camilo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E’ claro, é evidente que estamos em face de uma verdadeira e terrível epidemia – a epidemia dos suicídios.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camilo Castelo Branco nasceu em Lisboa no dia 16 de Março de 1825. Depois da morte dos pais, viajou para Vila Real com a irmã, Carolina, para casa da tia Rita Emília.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entre 1839 e 1841 mudou-se com a irmã para Vilarinho de Samardã, quando esta casou com Francisco José de Azevedo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com 16 anos casou com Joaquina Pereira de França e instalou-se em Friúme.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em 1846 encontrou em Vila Real a jovem Patrícia Emília de Barros e fugiu com ela para o Porto, sendo perseguido pela justiça.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivendo entre o Porto e Lisboa, a partir de 1850, escreve em vários jornais.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em 1860 é preso, porque mantinha uma relação amorosa com uma mulher casada – Ana Plácido.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando o ex-marido de Ana Plácido, Pinheiro Alves, morre em 1863, o casal vai viver para a sua casa, em São Miguel de Seide. Em 1885 obtém o título de visconde. Em 1888 contrai oficialmente matrimónio com Ana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camilo Castelo Branco morre no dia 1 de Junho de 1890.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Para a mocidade do nosso tempo era consolador e tónico ver aquelle velho, a cabeça pendente e precocemente branca, curvado para o chão, arrastando-se como um paralytico, os olhos cerrados á luz e vendados por umas lunetas negras, as narinas afiiadas, covas grandes nas faces como se o vampiro da doença lhe tivesse chupado o sangue, macillento, cadavérico, pobre esqueleto ambulante, vêl o apesar de tudo, protesto eterno, suprema victoria do espírito, arrancar do cérebro as mais bellas florescencias do génio, os encantos da arte mais primorosos e captivantes, as ironias penetrantes (…)”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jayme Victor, O Occidente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361617582981082098" style="DISPLAY: block; 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WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 297px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361325136026553906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X79agFfvoLk/SmdAzkI8TjI/AAAAAAAAABM/5dNMvpd0KZQ/s320/Queda+dum+anjo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um estudo de Camilo Castelo Branco direcionado aos alunos do Ensino Básico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X79agFfvoLk/SmdAmqUM6YI/AAAAAAAAABE/B0cKANZxrxg/s1600-h/Amor+de+Perdi%C3%A7%C3%A3o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 284px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361324914346092930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X79agFfvoLk/SmdAmqUM6YI/AAAAAAAAABE/B0cKANZxrxg/s320/Amor+de+Perdi%C3%A7%C3%A3o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duas obras clássicas da Literatura Portuguesa contada aos mais novos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756643263595292328-7140763442108912569?l=perolasdaartedenarrar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perolasdaartedenarrar.blogspot.com/feeds/7140763442108912569/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perolasdaartedenarrar.blogspot.com/2009/07/camilo-na-escola.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756643263595292328/posts/default/7140763442108912569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756643263595292328/posts/default/7140763442108912569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perolasdaartedenarrar.blogspot.com/2009/07/camilo-na-escola.html' title='Camilo na Escola'/><author><name>ana placido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347152379085068205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X79agFfvoLk/SmeDgdmZugI/AAAAAAAAABc/cnRKUiSeWgE/S220/DSCF2679.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X79agFfvoLk/SmdAzkI8TjI/AAAAAAAAABM/5dNMvpd0KZQ/s72-c/Queda+dum+anjo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756643263595292328.post-5746007359480248483</id><published>2009-07-22T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T07:44:53.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Roteiro Camiliano em Ribeira de Pena</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X79agFfvoLk/Smcli3M4rOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/3amAjTfP7zA/s1600-h/casa+de+Camilo+em+Fri%C3%BAme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361295162271640802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 106px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X79agFfvoLk/Smcli3M4rOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/3amAjTfP7zA/s400/casa+de+Camilo+em+Fri%C3%BAme.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O roteiro inclui seis locais de Ribeira de Pena ligados ao escritor, como a casa onde viveu em Friúme, a Igreja do Salvador onde casou aos 16 anos, a Capela de Nossa Senhora da Guia, a Capela da Granja velha e a Ponte de Arame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O circuito leva-nos também ao concelho vizinho de Cabeceiras de Basto para visitarmos a Ponte de Cavez, junto à qual se localizam a Casa da Ponte e a Capela de São Bartolomeu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O autor do roteiro, Francisco Botelho, refere que estes "São locais com evidente valor patrimonial, cuja importância é enaltecida pela descrição que deles faz o escritor."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Francisco Botelho concebeu um &lt;em&gt;Desdobrável&lt;/em&gt; com mapa e imagens dos locais a visitar, um &lt;em&gt;Painel identificador do circuito&lt;/em&gt;, junto aos edifícios, com elementos descritivos patrimoniais e excertos da obra de Camilo a ele alusivos, &lt;em&gt;Fichas de Visita&lt;/em&gt;, com informações sobre o imóvel e que permitem a leitura de textos de Camilo. Preparou também a edição dos “Contos ribeirapenenses de Camilo”, uma colectânea de três pequenos contos passados em Ribeira de Pena e que incluem os espaços geográficos visitados durante o circuito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ribeiradepena.blogspot.com/2006/04/roteiro-camiliano-em-ribeira-de-pena-i.html"&gt;http://ribeiradepena.blogspot.com/2006/04/roteiro-camiliano-em-ribeira-de-pena-i.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756643263595292328-5746007359480248483?l=perolasdaartedenarrar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perolasdaartedenarrar.blogspot.com/feeds/5746007359480248483/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perolasdaartedenarrar.blogspot.com/2009/07/roteiro-camiliano-em-ribeira-de-pena.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756643263595292328/posts/default/5746007359480248483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756643263595292328/posts/default/5746007359480248483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perolasdaartedenarrar.blogspot.com/2009/07/roteiro-camiliano-em-ribeira-de-pena.html' title='Roteiro Camiliano em Ribeira de Pena'/><author><name>ana placido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347152379085068205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X79agFfvoLk/SmeDgdmZugI/AAAAAAAAABc/cnRKUiSeWgE/S220/DSCF2679.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X79agFfvoLk/Smcli3M4rOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/3amAjTfP7zA/s72-c/casa+de+Camilo+em+Fri%C3%BAme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756643263595292328.post-3422780428910684445</id><published>2009-07-20T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T05:38:09.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Espaços em Camilo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X79agFfvoLk/SmcC1X2c0PI/AAAAAAAAAAk/A0PL2UZeBa0/s1600-h/Ilustra%C3%A7%C3%A3o+Portugueza,+n%C2%BA+475,+mar%C3%A7o+29+1915,+originaly+upload+by+Gatochy+-+C%C3%B3pia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361256997366583538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 167px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X79agFfvoLk/SmcC1X2c0PI/AAAAAAAAAAk/A0PL2UZeBa0/s320/Ilustra%C3%A7%C3%A3o+Portugueza,+n%C2%BA+475,+mar%C3%A7o+29+1915,+originaly+upload+by+Gatochy+-+C%C3%B3pia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A "Tebaida" de Camilo destruída por um incendio. - &lt;/strong&gt;Um forte incendio destruiu por completo a famosa "Tebaida" onde viveu em S. Miguel de Seide, Famalicão, o primeiro romancista portuguez. Foi ali que Camil'o Castelo Branco produziu essas grandiosas obras que hão de imortalisar o seu nome; foi ali que o mais extraordinario romancista do ultimo quartel do seculo XIX sofreu as mais pungentes e acerbas dores e onde acabou com a sua preciosa existencia, desfechando na cabeça um revolver. D'esse edificio rustico que tantas recordações evocava, existem hoje apenas ruinas carbonisadas que o tempo desfará. As recordações, porém, ficarão emquanto forem lidas as obras do imortal escritor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://revistaantigaportuguesa.blogspot.com/2008/09/ilustrao-portugueza-no475-maro-29-1915_22.html"&gt;Ilustração Portugueza, No.475, Março 29 1915 - 31&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756643263595292328-3422780428910684445?l=perolasdaartedenarrar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perolasdaartedenarrar.blogspot.com/feeds/3422780428910684445/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perolasdaartedenarrar.blogspot.com/2009/07/espacos-em-camilo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756643263595292328/posts/default/3422780428910684445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756643263595292328/posts/default/3422780428910684445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perolasdaartedenarrar.blogspot.com/2009/07/espacos-em-camilo.html' title='Espaços em Camilo'/><author><name>ana placido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347152379085068205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X79agFfvoLk/SmeDgdmZugI/AAAAAAAAABc/cnRKUiSeWgE/S220/DSCF2679.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X79agFfvoLk/SmcC1X2c0PI/AAAAAAAAAAk/A0PL2UZeBa0/s72-c/Ilustra%C3%A7%C3%A3o+Portugueza,+n%C2%BA+475,+mar%C3%A7o+29+1915,+originaly+upload+by+Gatochy+-+C%C3%B3pia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
