text_original: Now see her seated in her throne With genuine lustre, all her own: Poor Cynthia never shone so bright, Her splendour is but borrow'd light; And only with her brother linkt Can shine, without him is extinct.
text_transcription: NOW SEE HER SEATED IN HER THRONE WITH GENUINE LUSTRE ALL HER OWN FOR CYNTHIA NEVER SHONE SO BRIGHT HER SPLENDOUR IS BUT BORROWED LIGHT AND ONLY WITH HER BROTHER LINKED CAN SHINE WITHOUT HIM IS EXTINCT
phonemes: nˈaʊ sˈiː hɜː sˈiːɾᵻd ɪn hɜː θɹˈoʊn wɪð dʒˈɛnjuːɪn lˈʌstɚ, ˈɔːl hɜːɹ ˈoʊn: pˈʊɹ sˈɪnθiə nˈɛvɚ ʃˈɑːn sˌoʊ bɹˈaɪt, hɜː splˈɛndɚɹ ɪz bˌʌt bˈɑːɹoʊd lˈaɪt; ænd ˈoʊnli wɪð hɜː bɹˈʌðɚ lˈɪŋkt kæn ʃˈaɪn, wɪðˌaʊt hˌɪm ɪz ɛkstˈɪŋkt.