(She Speaks.) br br br I MEANT to be so strong and true! br The world may smile and question, When? br But what I might have been to you br I cannot be to other men. br Just one in twenty to the rest, br And all in all to you alone, - br This was my dream; perchance 'tis best br That this, like other dreams, is flown. br br br For you I should have been so kind, br So prompt my spirit to control, br To win fresh vigor for my mind, br And purer beauties for my soul; br Beneath your eye I might have grown br To that divine, ideal height, br Which, mating wholly with your own, br Our equal spirits should unite.