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(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?