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Branches of The House of Hesse

Philip I, Landgrave of Hesse, died in 1567. Hesse was divided between his four sons, four new lines which arose: Hesse-Darmstadt, Hesse-Kassel, Hesse-Marburg and Hesse-Rheinfels.

The line of Hesse-Darmstadt was also part of the morganatic line of the Battenberg family when Prince Alexander of Hesse and by Rhine married to Countess Julia Hauke. The Battenbergs who later settled in England changed that name to Mountbatten after World War I.

  • House of Brabant
    • Hesse (1264–1567)
      • Hesse-Darmstadt (1567–1918), became Grand Duchy of Hesse in 1806
        • Hesse-Butzbach (1609–1642)
        • Hesse-Braubach (1609–1651)
        • Hesse-Homburg (1622–1866)
        • Hesse-Itter (1661–1676)
        • Battenberg (1858, morganatic line. Mountbatten since 1917)
      • Hesse-Kassel (1567–1866), became Electorate of Hesse in 1803
        • Hesse-Rotenburg (1627–1834)
        • Hesse-Wanfried (1627–1755)
        • Hesse-Rheinfels (1627–1754)
        • Hesse-Philippsthal (1685-1866)
          • Hesse-Philippsthal-Barchfeld (1721–1866)
      • Hesse-Marburg (1567, divided in 1604 between Hesse-Darmstadt and Hesse-Kassel)
      • Hesse-Rheinfels (1567, divided in 1583 between Hesse-Darmstadt, Hesse-Kassel and Hesse-Marburg)

Hesse-Kassel and its junior lines were annexed by Prussia in 1866; Hesse-Darmstadt became the People's State of Hesse when the monarchy was abolished in 1918. Hesse-Philippsthal died out in the male line in 1925; Hesse-Darmstadt in 1968. Descendants of Hesse-Kassel and Hesse-Philippsthal-Barchfeld are alive to this day.

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