text_original: On a young Lady _Whose_ LORD _was Travelling_. No sooner I pronounced _Celindas_ name, But Troops of wing'd Pow'rs did chant the same: Not those the Poets Bows and Arrows lend, But such as on the Altar do attend. _Celinda_ nam'd, Flow'rs spring up from the Ground, Excited meerly with the Charming Sound.
text_transcription: ON A YOUNG LADY WHOSE LORD WAS TRAVELING NO SOONER I PRONOUNCED SELINDA'S NAME BUT TROOPS OF WINGED POWERS DID CHANT THE SAME NOT THOSE THE POETS BOWS AND ARROWS LEND BUT SUCH AS ON THE ALTAR DO ATTEND CYLINDA NAMED FLOWERS SPRING UP FROM THE GROUND EXCITED MERELY WITH THEE CHARMING SOUND
phonemes: ˌɔn ɐ jˈʌŋ lˈeɪdi hˌuːz lˈɔːɹd wʌz tɹˈævəlɪŋ. nˈoʊ sˈuːnɚɹ aɪ pɹənˈaʊnst sɛlˈɪndəz nˈeɪm, bˌʌt tɹˈuːps ʌv wˈɪŋd pˈaʊrz dˈɪd tʃˈænt ðə sˈeɪm: nˌɑːt ðoʊz ðə pˈoʊɪts bˈoʊz ænd ˈæɹoʊz lˈɛnd, bˌʌt sˈʌtʃ ɐz ɔnðɪ ˈɔltɚ dˈuː ɐtˈɛnd. sɛlˈɪndə nˈæmd, flˈoʊrz spɹˈɪŋ ˌʌp fɹʌmðə ɡɹˈaʊnd, ɛksˈaɪɾᵻd mˈɪɹli wɪððə tʃˈɑːɹmɪŋ sˈaʊnd.