text_original: Say, Stella, feel you no content, Reflecting on a life well spent? Your skilful hand employ'd to save Despairing wretches from the grave; And then supporting with your store Those whom you dragg'd from death before?
text_transcription: SAY STELLA FEEL YOU NO CONTENT REFLECTING ON A LIFE WELL SPENT YOUR SKILFUL HAND EMPLOYED TO SAVE DESPAIRING WRETCHES FROM THE GRAVE AND THEN SUPPORTING WITH YOUR STORE THOSE WHOM YOU DRAGGED FROM DEATH BEFORE
phonemes: sˈeɪ, stˈɛlə, fˈiːl juː nˈoʊ kˈɑːntɛnt, ɹᵻflˈɛktɪŋ ˌɔn ɐ lˈaɪf wˈɛl spˈɛnt? jʊɹ skˈɪlfəl hˈænd ɛmplˈɔɪd tə sˈeɪv dᵻspˈɛɹɪŋ ɹˈɛtʃᵻz fɹʌmðə ɡɹˈeɪv; ænd ðˈɛn səpˈɔːɹɾɪŋ wɪð jʊɹ stˈɔːɹ ðoʊz hˈuːm juː dɹˈæɡd fɹʌm dˈɛθ bᵻfˈɔːɹ?