Are Women People? A Book of Rhymes for Suffrage Times — John Shaqi
Are Women People? A Book of Rhymes for Suffrage TimesMiller, Alice Duer
Philosophy
Are Women People? A Book of Rhymes for Suffrage Times
Miller, Alice Duer
Women -- Suffrage -- Poetry
_With apologies to James Whitcomb Riley_.
("The result of taking second place to girls at school is that the boy
feels a sense of inferiority that he is never afterward able entirely to
shake off."--_Editorial in London Globe against co-education_.)
There, little girl, don't read,
You're fond of your books, I know,
But Brother might mope
If he had no hope
Of getting ahead of you.
It's dull for a boy who cannot lead.
There, little girl, don't read.
Warning to Suffragists
("The Latin man believes that giving woman the vote will make her less
attractive."--_Anna H. Shaw_.)
They must sacrifice their beauty
Who would do their civic duty,
Who the polling booth would enter,
Who the ballot box would use;
As they drop their ballots in it
Men and women in a minute,
Lose their charm, the antis tell us,
But--the men have less to lose.
Partners
("Our laws have not yet reached the point of holding that property which
is the result of the husband's earnings and the wife's savings becomes
their joint property.... In this most important of all partnerships
there is no partnership property."--_Recent decision of the New York
Supreme Court_.)
Lady, lovely lady, come and share
All my care;
Oh how gladly I will hurry
To confide my every worry
(And they're very dark and drear)
In your ear.
Lady, share the praise I obtain
Now and again;
Though I'm shy, it doesn't matter,
I will tell you how they flatter:
Every compliment I'll share
Fair and square.
Lady, I my toil will divide
At your side;
I outside the home, you within;
You shall wash and cook and spin,
I'll provide the flax and food,
If you're good.
Partners, lady, we shall be,
You and me,
Partners in the highest sense
Looking for no recompense,
For, the savings that we make,
I shall take.
What Governments Say to Women
(The law compels a married woman to take the nationality of her
husband.)
I
_In Time of War_
Help us. Your country needs you;
Show that you love her,
Give her your men to fight,
Ay, even to fall;
The fair, free land of your birth,
Set nothing above her,
Not husband nor son,
She must come first of all.
II
_In Time of Peace_
What's this? You've wed an alien,
Yet you ask for legislation
To guard your nationality?
We're shocked at your demand.
A woman when she marries
Takes her husband's name and nation:
She should love her husband only.
What's a woman's native land?
"Oh, That 'Twere Possible!"
_With apologies to Lord Tennyson._
("The grant of suffrage to women is repugnant to instincts that strike
their roots deep in the order of nature. It runs counter to human
reason, it flouts the teachings of experience and the admonitions of
common sense."--_N.Y. Times, Feb. 7, 1915_.)
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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