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The New Zealand Railways Magazine, Volume 8, Issue 5 (September 1, 1933)

Cupidity's Dart

Cupidity's Dart.

In the spring a young man's fancy loves to turn and turns to love. But what is love? In the spring it is a spring union although at other periods it might be anything from Cupid's dart to Cupidity's dagger. Love is a kind of confusional inanity, a voluntary conversion, a wages tax, a bit of ring-sparring which usually ends with a knock-out in the last round. Love is a gamble called “double or quits.” But that old spring feeling which makes the blood boil in the binnacle is worth the risk of coming over all matrimonial. That emotion known as the rising of the “sap” is worth the penalty of “flame,” even if it is the extreme penalty of love which some say begins with a finger ring and ends with an ankle chain. But never believe it, Nature made spring to grow spring unions, and Nature knows her unions. Take it from us, it is never too late to unbend, for:

Now I'm old,
So I'm told,
And my youth's taken wing,
I still can recapture
That seasonal rapture,
That gets yer and traps yer
“Toot sweet” in the Spring.

Getting Down To Bedrock.

Getting Down To Bedrock.

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