"South Africa, where a new era is now beginning, has not produced much poetry, and its chief poet has been forgotten. This little volume should save Thomas Pringle, if only for a little while longer, from the oblivion which has been fast closing over him. For he was a genuine poet in his way... South Africa, it seemed, was a to have a University before she had a literature; but somehow the muse always gets ahead of learning and pegs out the first claim; and the patrons of literature arrive to find her seated, patient, and smiling in her poverty. This little book, which can be slipped into the waistcoat pocket, contains (we daresay) the beginnings of South African poetry, and professors in Cape Town will some day start their lectures with Thomas Pringle."