I work in an antiquarian book collector’s dream library. Some of the oldest books in our collection date back to the late 1800s. I’m almost certain some are first editions of classics. Problem is… our library is small and we have an equally small staff, so many of these treasures are moldy and ill-treated. Ideally, most of these books would be housed in a special collections department with all manner of temperature controlled settings, but unfortunately we haven’t the resources to manage such a project. If I’m lucky, my suggestion to try to get into the Google Books library project will be taken seriously, but I doubt such an endeavor can take place for a while yet.
In the meantime, I can continue to have little moments of heart-stopping bibliophilia when I come across some magical tome. Like the time I came across a set of works by Charlotte Brontë, illustrated by Edmund Dulac (!!!), or like today, when I suddenly found myself cataloging a 3 volume set of Queen Victoria’s letters and another set of English belles-lettres, both filled with hand-colored illustrations. Gorgeous books that make me wonder why we no longer have such lavishly illustrated works outside of the children’s section.
For your visual pleasure… apologies for the quality, all except the last were shot with a phonecam.
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