text_original: When the deep cut notes shall fade On the mouldering Parian stone, On the brass no more be read The perishing inscription; Forgotten all the enemies, Envious G    n's cursed spite, And P    l's derogating lies, Lost and sunk in Stygian night; Still thy labour and thy care, What for Dublin thou hast done, In full lustre shall appear, And outshine th' unclouded sun.
text_transcription: WHEN THE DEEP CUT NOTES SHALL FADE ON THE MOULDERING PARIAN STONE ON THE BRASS NO MORE BE READ THE PERISHING INSCRIPTION FORGOTTEN ALL THE ENEMIES ENVIOUS JEANNE'S CURSED SPITE AND PAUL'S DEROGATING LIES LOST AND SUNK IN STYGIAN NIGHT STILL THY LABOUR AND THY CARE WHAT FOR DUBLIN THOU HAST DONE IN FULL LUSTRE SHALL APPEAR AND OUTSHINE THINE CLOUDED SUN
phonemes: wˌɛn ðə dˈiːp kˈʌt nˈoʊts ʃˌæl fˈeɪd ɔnðə mˈoʊldɚɹɪŋ pˈɛɹiən stˈoʊn, ɔnðə bɹˈæs nˈoʊmˌɔːɹ biː ɹˈɛd ðə pˈɛɹɪʃɪŋ ɪnskɹˈɪpʃən; fɚɡˈɑːʔn̩ ˈɔːl ðɪ ˈɛnəmiz, ˈɛnviəs dʒˈiː ˈɛnz kˈɜːst spˈaɪt, ænd pˈiː ˈɛlz dˈɛɹəɡˌeɪɾɪŋ lˈaɪz, lˈɔst ænd sˈʌŋk ɪn stˈɪdʒiən nˈaɪt; stˈɪl ðˌaɪ lˈeɪbɚ ænd ðˌaɪ kˈɛɹ, wˌʌt fɔːɹ dˈʌblɪn ðˈaʊ hˈeɪst dˈʌn, ɪn fˈʊl lˈʌstɚ ʃˌæl ɐpˈɪɹ, ænd aʊtʃˈaɪn tˌiːˈeɪtʃ ʌŋklˈaʊdᵻd sˈʌn.