We were so busy last week, our staff did not have time to prepare a Valentine’s greeting for yesterday. But we didn’t want you to think we’ve forgotten you, so for all our followers, especially our dedicated long-time followers, we offer various printings of Sonnet 43, perhaps the most famous sonnet from Elizabeth Barrett Browning’s Sonnets from the Portuguese, as our Valentine’s massage.
We present, from top to bottom:
1 & 2.) Facsimile of the manuscript for Sonnet 43 from Sonnets from the Portuguese, A Facsimile Edition of the British Library Manuscript, edited by William S. Peterson and published in 1977 in a limited edition of 1000 copies by the Imprint Society in Barre, Massachusetts.
3.) Sonnets from the Portuguese printed in 1932 in hand-set Goudy Medieval by Arthur and Edna Rushmore at the Golden Hind Press in Madison, New Jersey, for Harper & Brothers.
4.) Sonnets from the Portuguese printed in 1900 by Clarke Conwell at the Elston Press in New Rochelle, New York, in an edition of 485 copies on handmade paper, with initials and borders by H.M. O'Kane.
5.) Sonnets from the Portuguese printed in 1896 for Copeland and Day in Boston on English handmade paper in an edition of 750 copies, with ornamental designs by Bertram Grosvenor Goodhue.
6.) Sonnets from the Portuguese printed in 1948 by The Limited Editions Club in an edition of 1500 copies. with designs by Valenti Angelo.
How Do I Love Thee? (Sonnet 43) by Elizabeth Barrett Browning (read by Dame Helen Mirren)
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right.
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.