Teixeira de Pascoaes





Teixeira de Pascoaes


Born
in Amarante, Portugal
November 08, 1877

Died
December 14, 1952

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A mystic poet who felt profoundly connected to the humblest things and to the brightest stars, Teixeira de Pascoaes was born and died in the small town of Amarante, in northern Portugal, and led a relatively uneventful life. In 1896 he went to Coimbra to study law, though poetry and contemplation were his favorite endeavors. University life was, at the time, a rather boisterous affair, but Pascoaes kept out of student brawls and political rows, devoting himself to study and writing. He published his first three books of poems while at university (not counting the book, later repudiated, that he had published a year before arriving at Coimbra), and these already show his attraction to an idealized nature, to the darkly mysterious, to the vag ...more

Average rating: 3.86 · 259 ratings · 12 reviews · 39 distinct works
Arte de Ser Português

3.43 avg rating — 46 ratings — published 1915 — 4 editions
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Senhora da Noite - Verbo Es...

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Aforismos

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O Bailado

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Para a Luz / Vida Etérea / ...

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O Pobre Tolo

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A Saudade e o Saudosismo - ...

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São Paulo

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“São raros os que teimam em viver, sob a excomunhão do Maior Número, que os crisma de malucos, poetas, criminosos, mágicos!
Mas que admirável espectáculo, o do homem que vive, até à hora da sua morte!
Eu vos abençoo, malucos, lunáticos, mágicos, criminosos, poetas! e os que saem para a rua, sem chapéu, por divino esquecimento! e os que vão a falar só, pelos caminhos... e os que olham a lua, latindo intimamente.... e os que não se conformam, os que não seguem a lei nem o costume -, todas as criaturas onde o anjo da infância sobrevive.”
Teixeira de Pascoaes, Senhora da Noite - Verbo Escuro

“Todas as almas são igualmente perfeitas.
Os corpos, diferem, sendo uns mais aptos, que outros para a revelação da alma.
Há corpos opacos, que não deixam transparecer a mais branda luz espiritual. Existe, neles, uma alma perfeita, mas incapaz de actuar exteriormente.
Eis o drama da Estupidez! Quase todos os estúpidos têm um ar espesso de tristeza, condensando- se-lhe, sobre o rosto, em máscara inanimada!
A cousa encobre o ser! Ó divino eclipse!”
Teixeira de Pascoaes, Senhora da Noite - Verbo Escuro

“Todo o meu coração está cheio de abraços que se procuram, de beijos que se encontram... ”
Teixeira de Pascoaes, Senhora da Noite - Verbo Escuro