text_original: And can I then be faulty found, In dreading this vexatious round? Can it be strange, if I eschew A scene so glorious and so new? Or is he criminal that flies The living lustre of your eyes?"
text_transcription: AND CAN I THEN BE FAULTY FOUND IN DREADING THIS VEXATIOUS ROUND CAN IT BE STRANGE IF I ASSUME A SCENE SO GLORIOUS AND SO NEW OR IS HE CRIMINAL THAT FLIES THE LIVING LUSTRE OF YOUR EYES
phonemes: ænd kæn aɪ ðˈɛn biː fˈɔlti fˈaʊnd, ɪn dɹˈɛdɪŋ ðɪs vɛksˈeɪʃəs ɹˈaʊnd? kæn ɪt biː stɹˈeɪndʒ, ɪf aɪ ᵻstʃˈuː ɐ sˈiːn sˌoʊ ɡlˈɔːɹiəs ænd sˌoʊ nˈuː? ɔːɹ ɪz hiː kɹˈɪmɪnəl ðæt flˈaɪz ðə lˈɪvɪŋ lˈʌstɚɹ ʌv jʊɹ ˈaɪz?"