Death loves a shining mark, a signal blow.

Edward Young (1684-1765): Night Thoughts. Night v. Line 1011.

A fellow of no mark nor likelihood.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): King Henry IV. Part I. Act iii. Sc. 2.

Like an arrow shot

From a well-experienc'd archer hits the mark

His eye doth level at.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): Pericles. Act i. Sc. 1.

But as some muskets so contrive it

As oft to miss the mark they drive at,

And though well aimed at duck or plover,

Bear wide, and kick their owners over.

John Trumbull (1750-1831): McFingal. Canto i. Line 93.

Mark now, how a plain tale shall put you down.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): King Henry IV. Part I. Act ii. Sc. 4.

There is no vice so simple but assumes

Some mark of virtue in his outward parts.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): The Merchant of Venice. Act iii. Sc. 2.

Hold thou the good; define it well;

For fear divine Philosophy

Should push beyond her mark, and be

Procuress to the Lords of Hell.

Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892): In Memoriam. liii. Stanza 4.

Oh, many a shaft at random sent

Finds mark the archer little meant!

And many a word at random spoken

May soothe, or wound, a heart that's broken!

Sir Walter Scott (1771-1832): Lord of the Isles. Canto v. Stanza 18.

Who builds a church to God and not to fame,

Will never mark the marble with his name.

Alexander Pope (1688-1744): Moral Essays. Epistle iii. Line 285.

Like an arrow shot

From a well-experienc'd archer hits the mark

His eye doth level at.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): Pericles. Act i. Sc. 1.

What mighty ills have not been done by woman!

Who was 't betrayed the Capitol?—A woman!

Who lost Mark Antony the world?—A woman!

Who was the cause of a long ten years' war,

And laid at last old Troy in ashes?—Woman!

Destructive, damnable, deceitful woman!

Thomas Otway (1651-1685): The Orphan. Act iii. Sc. 1.