text_original: Your generous boldness to defend An innocent and absent friend; That courage which can make you just To merit humbled in the dust; The detestation you express For vice in all its glittering dress; That patience under torturing pain, Where stubborn stoics would complain: Must these like empty shadows pass, Or forms reflected from a glass?
text_transcription: YOUR GENEROUS BOLDNESS TO DEFEND AN INNOCENT AND ABSENT FRIEND THAT COURAGE WHICH CAN MAKE YOU JUST TO MERIT HUMBLED IN THE DUST THE DETESTATION YOU EXPRESS FOR VICE IN ALL ITS GLITTERING DRESS THAT PATIENCE UNDER TORTURING PAIN WHERE STUBBORN STOICS WOULD COMPLAIN MUST THESE LIKE EMPTY SHADOWS PASS OR FORMS REFLECTED FROM A GLASS
phonemes: jʊɹ dʒˈɛnɚɹəs bˈoʊldnəs tə dᵻfˈɛnd ɐn ˈɪnəsənt ænd ˈæbsənt fɹˈɛnd; ðæt kˈɜːɹɪdʒ wˌɪtʃ kæn mˌeɪk juː dʒˈʌst tə mˈɛɹɪt hˈʌmbəld ɪnðə dˈʌst; ðə dɪtˌɛstˈeɪʃən juː ɛkspɹˈɛs fɔːɹ vˈaɪs ɪn ˈɔːl ɪts ɡlˈɪɾɚɹɪŋ dɹˈɛs; ðæt pˈeɪʃəns ˌʌndɚ tˈɔːɹtʃɚɹɪŋ pˈeɪn, wˌɛɹ stˈʌbɚn stˈoʊɪks wʊd kəmplˈeɪn: mˈʌst ðiːz lˈaɪk ˈɛmpti ʃˈædoʊz pˈæs, ɔːɹ fˈɔːɹmz ɹᵻflˈɛktᵻd fɹʌm ɐ ɡlˈæs?