Omar Again

Extract

There's never two without a third, they say. So I might have guessed, after being twice unsuspectingly drawn into this Omar business, that presently I should be bothered again. But I didn't guess; and so it was a surprise, and I suppose as a pretender to scholarship I ought to say a pleasant surprise, when last fall (my transatlanticism is not without justification) I received a letter from Professor Arthur Upham Pope asking me if I would like to have a look at yet another ancient codex of Omar that had turned up, this time in New York. I fell; and these notes are the first fruits of that transdigression. I don't know yet who owns the thing; it flew the Atlantic twice to my knowledge; where its present resting place may be I cannot imagine.