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Title: Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, No. CCCLXXVI. February, 1847. Vol. LXI.

Author: Various

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BLACKWOOD'S EDINBURGH MAGAZINE

No. CCCLXXVI. FEBRUARY, 1847. VOL. LXI.

CONTENTS.

MEMOIR OF THE LATE JOHN WILLIAM SMITH, OF THE INNER TEMPLE,
BARRISTER-AT-LAW.
MODERN ITALIAN HISTORY.
FRENCH PLAYERS AND PLAYHOUSES.
THE REIGN OF GEORGE THE SECOND.
MILDRED: A TALE.
THE EARLY TAKEN.
A RIDE TO MAGNESIA.
DIRECT TAXATION.

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MEMOIR OF THE LATE JOHN WILLIAM SMITH, OF THE INNER TEMPLE,
BARRISTER-AT-LAW.

BY SAMUEL WARREN, OF THE INNER TEMPLE, BARRISTER-AT-LAW.

But the fair guerdon when we hope to find,
And think to burst out into sudden blaze,
Comes the blind Fury with the abhorred shears,
And slits the thin-spun life.

MILTON.--_Lycidas_.

The name of John William Smith, barrister-at-law, of the Inner Temple,
now appears, possibly for the first time, before nineteen-twentieths of
the readers of _Blackwood's Magazine_. It is that, however, of a
remarkable and eminent man, just cut off in his prime, before he had
completed his thirty-seventh year: having as yet lain little more than a
twelvemonth in his grave, to which he had been borne by a few of his
sorrowful and admiring friends, on the 24th of December, 1845. Another
eminent member of the English bar, Sir William Follett, belonging to the
same Inn of Court, and also cut off in the prime of life, while
glittering in the zenith of his celebrity and success, had been buried
only five months previously. I[1] endeavoured to give the readers of
this Magazine, in January 184