At 'beautiful Vienne,' Martial boasted that his works were read with avidity.
Farewell to the dismal, blood-red phantom of martial renown!
He was young, well-spoken, witty, and skilled in all martial and manly exercises.
And then he inquired, with martial frown, "Americans, must we go down?"
Then girt him Beowulf in martial mail, nor mourned for his life.
Not the martial ...