“Let old Timotheus yield the prize,
Or both divide the crown;
He rais’d a mortal to the skies;
She drew an angel down.”

—  John Dryden

Source: Alexander’s Feast http://www.bartleby.com/40/265.html (1697), l. 167–170.

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