text_original: Yet, when I find your passions rise, And anger sparkling in your eyes, I grieve those spirits should be spent, For nobler ends by nature meant.
text_transcription: YET WHEN I FIND YOUR PASSIONS RISE AND ANGER SPARKLING IN YOUR EYES I GRIEVE THOSE SPIRITS SHOULD BE SPENT FOR NOBLER ENDS BY NATURE MEANT
phonemes: jˈɛt, wˌɛn aɪ fˈaɪnd jʊɹ pˈæʃənz ɹˈaɪz, ænd ˈæŋɡɚ spˈɑːɹklɪŋ ɪn jʊɹ ˈaɪz, aɪ ɡɹˈiːv ðoʊz spˈɪɹɪts ʃˌʊd biː spˈɛnt, fɔːɹ nˈoʊblɚɹ ˈɛndz baɪ nˈeɪtʃɚ mˈɛnt.