text_original: XV. TO HERACLES THE LION HEARTED (ll. 1 8) I will sing of Heracles, the son of Zeus and much the mightiest of men on earth. Alcmena bare him in Thebes, the city of lovely dances, when the dark clouded Son of Cronos had lain with her.
text_transcription: TO HERACLES THE LION HEARTED I WILL SING OF HERACLES THE SON OF ZEUS AND MUCH THE MIGHTIEST OF MEN ON EARTH ALCMENA BARE HIM IN THEBES THE CITY OF LOVELY DANCES WHEN THE DARK CLOUDED SON OF CRONOS HAD LAIN WITH HER
phonemes: ɹˌoʊmən fˈɪftiːn. tuː hˈɛɹəkəlz ðə lˈaɪən hˈɑːɹɾᵻd (ˌɛlˈɛl. wˈʌn ˈeɪt) aɪ wɪl sˈɪŋ ʌv hˈɛɹəkəlz, ðə sˈʌn ʌv zˈuːs ænd mˈʌtʃ ðə mˈaɪɾiɪst ʌv mˈɛn ˌɔn ˈɜːθ. ælkmˈiːnə bˈɛɹ hˌɪm ɪn θˈiːbz, ðə sˈɪɾi ʌv lˈʌvli dˈænsᵻz, wˌɛn ðə dˈɑːɹk klˈaʊdᵻd sˈʌn ʌv kɹˈoʊnoʊz hæd lˈeɪn wɪð hɜː.