Walter de la Mare has long had a substantial and devoted following; this latest volume is likely to add to his admirers as it does to his poetic stature. With a shade more of definition and precision than heretofore, these poems continue his well-known impressionistic gifts. Followers of the moderns may give him short shrift- nevertheless, or perhaps because he lacks the modern touch, the poet, with his cloudy, beauty-loving, faintly rie and lightly musical verse, has built himself a definite place in the hearts of those who still care for a more old-fashioned, elusive form of the poetical. The volume includes a few good satirical type- portraits, a long philosophical poem, The Travellers, which says colorfully but less well what Coleridge said supremely in his Ancient Mariner.