Hit

I think you have hit the mark.

Birds learning tunes, and their endeavors to hit the notes right.

There you hit him; . . . that argument never fails with him.

Whose saintly visage is too bright
To hit the sense of human sight.

He scarcely hit my humor.

If bodies be extension alone, how can they move and hit one against another?

Corpuscles, meeting with or hitting on those bodies, become conjoined with them.

And oft it hits
Where hope is coldest and despair most fits.

And millions miss for one that hits.

So he the famed Cilician fencer praised,
And, at each hit, with wonder seems amazed.

What late he called a blessing, now was wit,
And God's good providence, a lucky hit.