Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

E . N . da C. Andrade . STUDENTS' SONG . POR God's sake, let us laugh a little, 1 All our days we strive to seek Things the world calls worthy , brittle Bubbles breaking while we speak . Half believing old pretences , Fearing censure from the wise , Down we bow 'fore what our senses Tells us are inanities. The sun's out: damn their teaching The sun 's out : damn all preaching We are wise , but we will prove We are not too wise to love. Teachers , when you've often said it, You believe much foolishness : Preachers, do you really credit All you tell of happiness ? Poor old men , whose brains ' abortions Seems such lovely children : fools ! Twisters of the world 's proportions , Bad old pedants of the schools . The sun 's out : skies are clearest The year 's young : kiss me , dearest We are fools , but we will prove Not too foolish now to love .