text_original: The victor, when your steps he traced, Found all the realms before him waste: You, o'er the high triumphal arch Pontific, made your glorious march: The wondrous arch behind you fell, And left a chasm profound as hell: You, in your capitol secured, A siege as long as Troy endured.
text_transcription: THE VICTOR WHEN YOUR STEPS HE TRACED FOUND ALL THE REALMS BEFORE HIM WASTE YOU O'ER THE HIGH TRIUMPHAL ARCH PONTIFIC MADE YOUR GLORIOUS MARCH THE WONDROUS ARCH BEHIND YOU FELL AND LEFT A CHASM PROFOUND AS HELL YOU IN YOUR CAPITAL SECUR'D A SIEGE AS LONG AS TROY ENDURED
phonemes: ðə vˈɪktɚ, wˌɛn jʊɹ stˈɛps hiː tɹˈeɪst, fˈaʊnd ˈɔːl ðə ɹˈɛlmz bᵻfˌɔːɹ hˌɪm wˈeɪst: juː, ˈɔːɹ ðə hˈaɪ tɹˈaɪʌmfəl ˈɑːɹtʃ pɔntˈɪfɪk, mˌeɪd jʊɹ ɡlˈɔːɹiəs mˈɑːɹtʃ: ðə wˈʌndɹəs ˈɑːɹtʃ bᵻhˌaɪnd juː fˈɛl, ænd lˈɛft ɐ kˈæzəm pɹəfˈaʊnd æz hˈɛl: juː, ɪn jʊɹ kˈæpɪɾəl sᵻkjˈʊɹd, ɐ sˈiːdʒ æz lˈɔŋ æz tɹˈɔɪ ɛndˈʊɹd.