text_original: No degenerate weeds the rich ground did produce, But all things afforded both beauty and use: Till from dunghill transplanted, while yet but a seed, A nettle rear'd up his inglorious head.
text_transcription: NO DEGENERATE WEEDS THE RICH GROUND DID PRODUCE BUT ALL THINGS AFFORDED BOTH BEAUTY AND USE TILL FROM DUNGHILL TRANSPLANTED WHILE YET BUT A SAID A NETTLE REARED UP HIS INGLORIOUS HEAD
phonemes: nˈoʊ dᵻdʒˈɛnɚɹˌeɪt wˈiːdz ðə ɹˈɪtʃ ɡɹˈaʊnd dˈɪd pɹədˈuːs, bˌʌt ˈɔːl θˈɪŋz ɐfˈɔːɹdᵻd bˈoʊθ bjˈuːɾi ænd jˈuːs: tˈɪl fɹʌm dˈʌŋhɪl tɹænsplˈæntᵻd, wˌaɪl jˈɛt bˌʌt ɐ sˈiːd, ɐ nˈɛɾəl ɹˈɪɹd ˌʌp hɪz ɪŋɡlˈɔːɹiəs hˈɛd.