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(17) MOLIERE. “Il éspousé une jeune fille née de la Bréjart es d’un gentilhomme nommé Modène.”—Voltaire.

(18) MORE (Sir Thomas).

(19) RACINE.

(20) SADI, the great Persian poet.

(21) SCALIGER, (This was not J. C. Scaliger, who was most happy in his marriage.)

(22) SHAKESPEARE and Anne Hathaway.

(23) SHELLEY and Harriet Westbrook, from whom he separated. Shelley was very happy with his second wife, Mary Wollstonecraft Godwin.

(24) SOCRATES and Xantippe the scold.

(25) STEELE.

(26) STERNE.

(27) WESLEY and Mrs. Vazeille, his vindictive wife.

(28) WHITFIELD and Mrs. James.

(29) WYCHERLY and the countess of Drogheda.

To these add Aristotle (q.v.), Aristophânês, Boccaccio, Euripidês, Periander, Pittacus, etc.

(Moore, Scott, Wordsworth, Gladstone, Browning, Beaconsfield, Benson archbishop of Canterbury, Du Maurier, and others were happy in their wives.)

No doubt the reader will be able to add to the number. As a rule, men of genius are too much courted and too much absorbed to be good domestic husbands.

Mars, divine Fortitude personified. Bacchus is the tutelary demon of the Mohammedans, and Mars the guardian potentate of the Christians.—Camëns: The Lusiad (1565).

That Young Mars of Men, Edward the Black Prince, who with 8000 men defeated, at Poitiers, the French king Jean, whose army amounted to 60,000—some say even more (A.D. 1356).

The Mars of Men, Henry Plantagenet earl of Derby, third son of Henry earl of Lancaster, and near kinsman of Edward III. (See DERBY, p. 272.)

The Mars of Portugal, Alfonso de Alboquerque, viceroy of India (1452–1515).

Mars Wounded. A very remarkable parallel to the encounter of Diomed and Mars in the Iliad, v., occurs in Ossian. Homer says that Diomed hurled his spear against Mars, which, piercing the belt, wounded the war-god in the bowels: “Loud bellowed Mars, nine thousand men, ten thousand, scarce so loud joining fierce battle.” Then Mars ascending, wrapped in clouds, was borne upwards to Olympus.

Ossian, in Carric-Thura, says that Loda, the god of his foes, came like “a blast from the mountain. He came in his terror, and shook his dusky spear. His eyes were flames, and his voice like distant thunder. ‘Son of night,’ said Fingal, ‘retire. Do I fear thy gloomy form, spirit of dismal Loda? Weak is thy shield of cloud, feeble thy meteor sword.”’ Then cleft he the gloomy shadow with his sword. It fell like a column of smoke. It shrieked. Then, rolling itself up, the wounded spirit rose on the wind, and the island shook to its foundation.