The smallest objects are noted:
As flies to wanton boys are we to the gods;
They kill us for their sport. (King Lear.)
Marcus: Alas! my lord, I have but kill'd a fly.
Titus: But how if that fly had a father and a mother?
How would he hang his slender gilded wings,
And buzz lamenting doings in the air!
Poor harmless fly!
That, with his pretty buzzing melody,