A lovely second-hand find

Since I have been posting some of Elizabeth Barrett Browning's sonnets and poems lately, let me share with you a beautiful thing. Yesterday I went to Berkelouw Bookshop for a chai tea and to finish the never-ending novel. Yes, drum roll, I actually finished Romola by George Eliot. I was determined to get there. But as I was leaving the bookshop I just did a quick customary scan of the poetry shelf, and I spied this little gold sleeve lying across the top of the shelves, and thought, oh what is in that mysterious box? So, I turned it around, and the story is told in pictures below. Inside the front cover was scrawled the loveliest thing. I already have a nice copy of this book, but I couldn't leave this one behind. And now I shall wait for the right moment to decide what to do with it.