text_original: Now Phoebus exalted, sits high on his throne, Dividing the heav'ns, dividing my crown, Into poems and business, my skull's split in two, One side for the lawyers, and t'other for you.
text_transcription: NOW PHOEBUS EXALTED SITS HIGH ON HIS THRONE DIVIDING THE HEAVENS DIVIDING MY CROWN IN TWO POEMS IN BUSINESS MY SKULL SPLIT IN TWO ONE SIDE FOR THE LAWYERS AND T'OTHER FOR YOU
phonemes: nˈaʊ fˈoʊbəs ɛɡzˈɑːltᵻd, sˈɪts hˈaɪ ˌɔn hɪz θɹˈoʊn, dᵻvˈaɪdɪŋ ðə hˈiːvnz, dᵻvˈaɪdɪŋ maɪ kɹˈaʊn, ˌɪntʊ pˈoʊᵻmz ænd bˈɪznəs, maɪ skˈʌlz splˈɪt ɪn tˈuː, wˈʌn sˈaɪd fɚðə lˈɔɪɚz, ænd tˈiːˈʌðɚ fɔːɹ juː.