text_original: The goddess would no longer wait; But, rising from her chair of state, Left all below at six and seven, Harness'd her doves, and flew to Heaven.
text_transcription: THE GODDESS WOULD NO LONGER WAIT BUT RISING FROM HER CHAIR OF STATE LEFT ALL BELOW AT SIX AND SEVEN HARNESSED HER DOVES AND FLEW TO HEAVEN
phonemes: ðə ɡˈɑːdəs wʊd nˌoʊ lˈɑːŋɡɚ wˈeɪt; bˌʌt, ɹˈaɪzɪŋ fɹʌm hɜː tʃˈɛɹ ʌv stˈeɪt, lˈɛft ˈɔːl bᵻlˌoʊ æt sˈɪks ænd sˈɛvən, hˈɑːɹnɪsd hɜː dˈʌvz, ænd flˈuː tə hˈɛvən.