Then, too, he scores in other wise There is so much that we could say We should discuss his draughts and pills, Rake up-perhaps 'tis well we can't- And all that marketable matter Which FREEMAN nicknamed "Harriet-chatter!" But here not even Persian candles Can light us to the smallest scandals ;— Thus far your OMAR gains at least Failing of this, we needs must fall That breathe into the perfumed air So then all hail to OMAR K.! Though much of what he wrote and did And though (unlike our bards) his task For all his endless Why and Whether, VERSES WRITTEN FOR THE MENU OF THE OMAR KHAYYÁM CLUB MAY 17, 1901 ALAAM TO OMAR! We that meet to-night SALAAM Have bid Black Care be banished, and invite The Rose, the Cup, the not-too-ancient Jest To help, and cheer us,-but beyond the Rest, Peaceful Digestion with its blissful Calm. Therefore to OMAR once again-SALAAM ! SALAAM TO OMAR! Life in truth is short, SALAAM TO OMAR! Many Things must go FOR "AN APPENDIX TO THE ROWFANT LIBRARY" (F. L. L. IN MEMORIAM) HIS Books.". Oh yes, his Books I know,— Each worth a monarch's ransom; But now, beside their row on row, The courtly Owner, glass in eye, Where shall we meet his like again? Or where discern a verse so neat, |