text_original: [4] Thus Addison, by lords carest, Was left in foreign lands distrest; Forgot at home, became for hire A travelling tutor to a squire: But wisely left the Muses' hill, To business shaped the poet's quill, Let all his barren laurels fade, Took up himself the courtier's trade, And, grown a minister of state, Saw poets at his levee wait.[5] Hail, happy Pope!
text_transcription: THUS ADDISON BY LORD'S CARESS WAS LEFT IN FOREIGN LANDS DISTREST FORGOT AT HOME BECAME FOR HIRE A TRAVELLING TUTOR TO A SQUIRE BUT WISELY LEFT THE MUSES HILL TO BUSINESS SHAPED THE POET'S QUILL LET ALL HIS BARREN LAURELS FADE TOOK UP HIMSELF THE COURTIER'S TRADE AND GROWN A MINISTER OF STATE SAW POETS AT HIS LEVEE WAIT HAIL HAPPY POPE
phonemes: [fˈɔːɹ] ðˈʌs ˈædɪsən, baɪ lˈɔːɹdz kˈɛɹɪst, wʌz lˈɛft ɪn fˈɔːɹən lˈændz dɪstɹˈɛst; fɚɡˈɑːt æt hˈoʊm, bɪkˌeɪm fɔːɹ hˈaɪɚɹ ɐ tɹˈævəlɪŋ tˈuːɾɚ tʊ ɐ skwˈaɪɚ: bˌʌt wˈaɪzli lˈɛft ðə mjˈuːzᵻz hˈɪl, tə bˈɪznəs ʃˈeɪpt ðə pˈoʊɪts kwˈɪl, lˈɛt ˈɔːl hɪz bˈæɹən lˈɔːɹəlz fˈeɪd, tˈʊk ˌʌp hɪmsˈɛlf ðə kˈɔːɹɾiɚz tɹˈeɪd, ænd, ɡɹˈoʊn ɐ mˈɪnɪstɚɹ ʌv stˈeɪt, sˈɔː pˈoʊɪts æt hɪz lˈɛviː wˈeɪt.[fˈaɪv] hˈeɪl, hˈæpi pˈoʊp!