Page 8, stanza 5, line 2. A letter ("s"?) has been erased between "so" and "oft," and the second "e" of "meets" has been inserted to replace "l." Page 14, line 10. "j" in "jargon" has been inserted by hand. Page 19, stanza (11), line 1. "night" was originally printed "might," the "m" later changed to "n" by erasure. Page 24, stanza 4, line 4. "s" in "setting" has been inserted by hand. Page 25, _Thoughts Suggested by_ "e" in "tremble" has been _a College Examination_, inserted, correcting "trimble." line 4. Page 31, line 4. "f" in "fast" was originally "l," but was changed by hand. The text has been collated with that in the Morgan library, and except for later corrections made in ink in the Morgan copy, the only differences noted are as follows: 1.) On p. 5, in the first line of the footnote, the Morgan copy reads "piece" where the Wise copy reads "p*ece," the "[dotless i]" lacking. 2.) The two pages of signature M are incorrectly numbered in the Wise copy as "41, 41," this copy having no page numbered 42; and are incorrectly numbered in the Morgan copy as "40, 42," the latter copy having no page numbered 41. The text of these pages is identical. M.K. _FUGITIVE PIECES._ TO THOSE FRIENDS, AT WHOSE REQUEST THEY WERE PRINTED, FOR WHOSE AMUSEMENT OR APPROBATION THEY ARE SOLELY INTENDED; These TRIFLES are respectfully dedicated, BY THE _AUTHOR_. As these POEMS are never intended to meet the public eye, no apology is necessary for the form in which they now appear. They are printed merely for the perusal of a few friends to whom they are dedicated; who will look upon them with indulgence; and as most of them were, composed between the age of 15 and 17, their defects will be pardoned or forgotten, in the youth and inexperience of the WRITER. * * * * * _FUGITIVE PIECES._ * * * * * ON LEAVING N--ST--D. Through the cracks in these battlements loud the winds whistle, For the hall of my fathers is gone to decay; And in yon once gay garden the hemlock and thistle Have choak'd up the rose, which late bloom'd in the way. Of the barons of old, who once proudly to battle Led their vassals from Europe to Palestine's plain; The escutcheon and shield, which with ev'ry blast rattle, Are the only sad vestiges now that remain.