text_original: But Love these Thoughts, like Mists, did soon disperse, Enlarg'd his Fancy, and set free his Muse, Biding him more Illustrious Subjects choose; The Acts of Gods, and God like Men reherse.
text_transcription: BUT LOVE THESE THOUGHTS LIKE MISTS DID SOON DISPERSE ENLARG'D HIS FANCY AND SET FREE HIS MUSE BIDING HIM MORE ILLUSTRIOUS SUBJECTS CHOOSE THE ACTS OF GODS AND GOD LIKE MEN REHEARSE
phonemes: bˌʌt lˈʌv ðiːz θˈɔːts, lˈaɪk mˈɪsts, dˈɪd sˈuːn dɪspˈɜːs, ɛnlˈɑːɹɡd hɪz fˈænsi, ænd sˈɛt fɹˈiː hɪz mjˈuːz, bˈaɪdɪŋ hˌɪm mˈɔːɹ ɪlˈʌstɹiəs sˈʌbdʒɛkts tʃˈuːz; ðɪ ˈækts ʌv ɡˈɑːdz, ænd ɡˈɑːd lˈaɪk mˈɛn ɹᵻhˈɜːs.