text_original: But what success Vanessa met, Is to the world a secret yet. Whether the nymph, to please her swain, Talks in a high romantic strain; Or whether he at last descends To act with less seraphic ends; Or to compound the business, whether They temper love and books together; Must never to mankind be told, Nor shall the conscious Muse unfold.
text_transcription: BUT WHAT SUCCESS VENESA MET IS TO THE WORLD A SECRET YET WHETHER THE NYMPH TO PLEASE HER SWAIN TALKS IN A HIGH ROMANTIC STRAIN OR WHETHER HE AT LAST DESCENDS TO ACT WITH LESS SERAPHIC ENDS OR TO COMPOUND THE BUSINESS WHETHER THEY TEMPER LOVE AND BOOKS TOGETHER MUST NEVER TO MANKIND BE TOLD NOR SHALL THE CONSCIOUS MUSE UNFOLD
phonemes: bˌʌt wʌt səksˈɛs vɐnˈɛsə mˈɛt, ɪz tə ðə wˈɜːld ɐ sˈiːkɹᵻt jˈɛt. wˈɛðɚ ðə nˈɪmf, tə plˈiːz hɜː swˈeɪn, tˈɔːks ɪn ɐ hˈaɪ ɹoʊmˈæntɪk stɹˈeɪn; ɔːɹ wˈɛðɚ hiː æt lˈæst dᵻsˈɛndz tʊ ˈækt wɪð lˈɛs sˈɛɹəfˌɪk ˈɛndz; ɔːɹ tə kɑːmpˈaʊnd ðə bˈɪznəs, wˈɛðɚ ðeɪ tˈɛmpɚ lˈʌv ænd bˈʊks təɡˈɛðɚ; mˈʌst nˈɛvɚ tə mæŋkˈaɪnd biː tˈoʊld, nˈɔːɹ ʃˌæl ðə kˈɑːnʃəs mjˈuːz ʌnfˈoʊld.