text_original: Then, gentle Venus, to thy father run, And tell him, how thy children are undone: Prepare his bolts to give one fatal blow, And strike Discretion to the shades below.
text_transcription: THEN GENTLE VENUS TO THY FATHER RUN AND TELL HIM HOW THY CHILDREN ARE UNDONE PREPARE HIS BOLTS TO GIVE ONE FATAL BLOW AND STRIKE DISCRETION TO THE SHADES BELOW
phonemes: ðˈɛn, dʒˈɛntəl vˈiːnəs, tə ðˌaɪ fˈɑːðɚ ɹˈʌn, ænd tˈɛl hˌɪm, hˌaʊ ðˌaɪ tʃˈɪldɹən ɑːɹ ʌndˈʌn: pɹɪpˈɛɹ hɪz bˈoʊlts tə ɡˈɪv wˈʌn fˈeɪɾəl blˈoʊ, ænd stɹˈaɪk dɪskɹˈɛʃən tə ðə ʃˈeɪdz bᵻlˈoʊ.