Salient. An Organ of Student Opinion at Victoria College, Wellington, N.Z Vol. 3, No. 5.
Laugh, my love, as we bathe in the moonlight,
dance with me on the sparkling sand:
spray is not white as your body is white-
silveri-nude beauty from fairyland.
We'll play all night in the moonlight
silver lovers on silver sand;
your hair gleams gold in the silver night
our figures are carved in marble white
shadowed black on the sea-swept sand.
Dark green is the sea and laced with foam
white as the [unclear: blossom] of spring;
dark blue is the sky where wild stars roam
while the clouds and the sweet moon sing.
Oh, gay is the night in the moonlight
and gay is our play on the sand;
shall we not love, this laughing night?
our bodies are flesh, though marble-white -
we are not cold statues to stand on the sand....