text_original: For, being of that gen'rous mind, To success we are still inclined, And quit the suffering side, If on our friends cross planets frown, We join the cry, and hunt them down, And sail with wind and tide.
text_transcription: FOR BEING OF THAT GENEROUS MIND TO SUCCESS WE ARE STILL INCLINED AND QUIT THE SUFFERING TIDE IF ON OUR FRIENDS CROSS PLANETS FROWN WE JOIN THE CRY AND HUNT THEM DOWN AND SAIL WITH WIND AND TIDE
phonemes: fɔːɹ, bˌiːɪŋ ʌv ðæt dʒˈɛnɹəs mˈaɪnd, tə səksˈɛs wiː ɑːɹ stˈɪl ɪŋklˈaɪnd, ænd kwˈɪt ðə sˈʌfɚɹɪŋ sˈaɪd, ɪf ˌɔn ˌaʊɚ fɹˈɛndz kɹˈɔs plˈænɪts fɹˈaʊn, wiː dʒˈɔɪn ðə kɹˈaɪ, ænd hˈʌnt ðˌɛm dˈaʊn, ænd sˈeɪl wɪð wˈɪnd ænd tˈaɪd.