text_original: _Licida._ Fresh Garlands we will make for thee each morne, Thy reverend Head to shade, and to adorne; To cooling Springs thy fainting Flock we'll guide, All thou command'st, to do shall be our Pride.
text_transcription: LECADA FRESH GARLANDS WE WILL MAKE FOR THEE EACH MORN THY REVEREND HEAD TO SHADE AND TO ADORN TWO COOLING SPRINGS THY FAINTING FLOCK WILL GUIDE ALL THOU COMMAND'ST TO DO SHALL BE OUR PRIDE
phonemes: lˈɪsɪdə.fɹˈɛʃ ɡˈɑːɹləndz wiː wɪl mˌeɪk fɔːɹ ðiː ˈiːtʃ mˈɔːɹn, ðˌaɪ ɹˈɛvɚɹˌɛnd hˈɛd tə ʃˈeɪd, ænd tʊ ɐdˈɔːɹn; tə kˈuːlɪŋ spɹˈɪŋz ðˌaɪ fˈeɪntɪŋ flˈɑːk wiːl ɡˈaɪd, ˈɔːl ðˈaʊ kəmˈændst, tə dˈuː ʃˌæl biː ˌaʊɚ pɹˈaɪd.