text_original: ] Not to the crowded East, Where, in a well worn groove, Like the harnessed wheel of a great machine, The trammelled mind must move— Where Thought must follow the fashion of Thought, Or be counted vulgar and set at naught.
text_transcription: NOT TO THE CROWDED EAST WHERE IN A WELL WORN GROOVE LIKE THE HARNESSED WHEEL OF A GREAT MACHINE THE TRAMMELED MIND MUST MOVE WHERE THOUGHT MUST FOLLOW THE FASHION OF THOUGHT OR BE COUNTED VULGAR AND SET IT NOT
phonemes: ] nˌɑːt tə ðə kɹˈaʊdᵻd ˈiːst, wˈɛɹ, ɪn ɐ wˈɛl wˈɔːɹn ɡɹˈuːv, lˈaɪk ðə hˈɑːɹnɪst wˈiːl əvə ɡɹˈeɪt məʃˈiːn, ðə tɹˈæməld mˈaɪnd mˈʌst mˈuːv— wˌɛɹ θˈɔːt mˈʌst fˈɑːloʊ ðə fˈæʃən ʌv θˈɔːt, ɔːɹ biː kˈaʊntᵻd vˈʌlɡɚ ænd sˈɛt æt nˈɔːt.