text_original: X Ah! may no unkind earthquake of the state, Nor hurricano from the crown, Disturb the present mitre, as that fearful storm of late, Which, in its dusky march along the plain, Swept up whole churches as it list, Wrapp'd in a whirlwind and a mist; Like that prophetic tempest in the virgin reign, And swallow'd them at last, or flung them down.
text_transcription: AH MAY NO UNKIND EARTHQUAKE OF THE STATE NOR HURRICANO FROM THE CROWN DISTURB THE PRESENT MITRE AS THAT FEARFUL STORM OF LATE WHICH IN ITS DUSKY MARCH ALONG THE PLAIN SWEPT UP WHOLE CHURCHES AS IT LIST WRAPPED IN A WHIRLWIND IN A MIST LIKE THAT PROPHETIC TEMPEST IN THE VIRGIN RAIN AND SWALLOWED THEM AT LAST OR FLUNG THEM DOWN
phonemes: ˈɛks ˈɑː! mˈeɪ nˈoʊ ʌŋkˈaɪnd ˈɜːθkweɪk ʌvðə stˈeɪt, nˈɔːɹ hˌɜːɹɪkˈɑːnoʊ fɹʌmðə kɹˈaʊn, dɪstˈɜːb ðə pɹˈɛzənt mˈaɪɾɚ, æz ðæt fˈɪɹfəl stˈɔːɹm ʌv lˈeɪt, wˈɪtʃ, ɪn ɪts dˈʌski mˈɑːɹtʃ ɐlˈɔŋ ðə plˈeɪn, swˈɛpt ˌʌp hˈoʊl tʃˈɜːtʃᵻz æz ɪt lˈɪst, ɹˈæpd ɪn ɐ wˈɜːlwɪnd ænd ɐ mˈɪst; lˈaɪk ðæt pɹɑːfˈɛɾɪk tˈɛmpɪst ɪnðə vˈɜːdʒɪn ɹˈeɪn, ænd swˈɔloʊd ðˌɛm æt lˈæst, ɔːɹ flˈʌŋ ðˌɛm dˈaʊn.