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Two Rare Sylvia Plath items for sale

The rare book and manuscript dealer Glenn Horowitz, in New York City, has just posted on their blog a fascinating Sylvia Plath document. The "Class Song - 1950" which Plath (words) co-composed with Robert Blakesley (music) was to be sung upon the occasion of their graduation from high school.

In all probability, this is the same document which failed to sell at at 14 July 2009, Sotheby's auction and I hope that it finds a good home before too long. I say in all probability as the link I included in my review of Sotheby's sold lots rudely is no longer working...

For those who are interested in tracing other copies of Plath's works, a copy of "Class Song - 1950" is held by the Lilly Library; see Plath mss. II, Box 7, folder 9.


Also, Between the Covers Rare Books in New Jersey has for sale now Plath's own copy of Edna St. Vincent Millay’s The King's Henchman. The copy was also formerly Aurelia Plath's, too, quite the provenance! This book was lot 110 in the aforementioned Sotheby’s auction...

My birthday is soonish so anyone feeling charitable is certainly more than welcome to "surprise" me with either of these. Thank you in advance!

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  1. Forgot to add in the bit about Plath's "Class Song" that Wellesley High School (formerly known as Gamaliel Bradford High) is being torn down later this year. You can read about it in the Boston Globe. It's a great building, with a plaque on the inside for Plath, which was put there on the occasion of the 50th reunion of the class of 1950 in 2000. I hope the plaque is removed before the wrecking ball comes! The library is also dedicated to Wilbury Crockett, and one can only hope the new school will also carry-on the memory of Crockett.

    pks

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  2. Melanie Smith01 July, 2011 09:11

    Drools...

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  3. Melanie, it is kind of drool enabling, isn't it!

    pks

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