THE FLORAL OFFERING. 
To struggle on, though dark the way and drear, 
To watch with patience for the morning light, 
To murmur not, if to thy hope denied, 
The one lone star, that might have cheered thy night; 
Ah! surely then I shall not vainly live, 
Nor my unselfish love for thee deplore, 
Nor feel one pang if thou shouldst never give 
Aught but an idle thought to—Leonore. 
M. L. Seward. 
