She made his arms and legs more powerful, and set in him the courage of a fly, who works so hard and so persistently, yearning to bite a human being’s flesh 730 because she loves the taste of human blood. This was the boldness that the goddess put inside the inmost heart of Menelaus, and then he stood above the dead Patroclus and threw his shining spear.
"No great and enduring volume can ever be written on the flea, though many there be who have tried it."
(Herman Melville, "Moby-Dick")
