text_original: _Amin._ Ah Nymph, those Charms which I in thee admire, Can, nor before, nor with thy Life expire. From Heaven they are, and such as ne're can dye, But with thy Soul they will ascend the Sky!
text_transcription: AMATUR AH NYMPH THOSE CHARMS WHICH I IN THEE ADMIRE CAN NOR BEFORE NOR WITH THY LIFE EXPIRE FROM HEAVEN THEY ARE AND SUCH AS NE'ER CAN DIE BUT WITH THY SOUL THEY WILL ASCEND THE SKY
phonemes: ˈæmɪn.ˈɑː nˈɪmf, ðoʊz tʃˈɑːɹmz wˌɪtʃ aɪ ɪn ðiː ɐdmˈaɪɚ, kˈæn, nˈɔːɹ bᵻfˈɔːɹ, nˈɔːɹ wɪð ðˌaɪ lˈaɪf ɛkspˈaɪɚ. fɹʌm hˈɛvən ðeɪ ɑːɹ, ænd sˈʌtʃ ɐz nˈiːɚ kæn dˈaɪ, bˌʌt wɪð ðˌaɪ sˈoʊl ðeɪ wɪl ɐsˈɛnd ðə skˈaɪ!