text_original: Clouds of black Thoughts her further Speech here broke, Her swelling Grief too great was to be spoke, Which strugl'd long in her tormented Mind, Till it some Vent by Sighs and Tears did find.
text_transcription: CLOUDS OF BLACK THOUGHTS HER FURTHER SPEECH HERE BROKE HER SWELLING GRIEF TOO GREAT WAS TO BESPOKE WHICH STRUGGLED LONG IN HER TORMENTED MIND TILL IT SOME VENT BY SIGHS AND TEARS DID FIND
phonemes: klˈaʊdz ʌv blˈæk θˈɔːts hɜː fˈɜːðɚ spˈiːtʃ hˈɪɹ bɹˈoʊk, hɜː swˈɛlɪŋ ɡɹˈiːf tˈuː ɡɹˈeɪt wʌz təbi spˈoʊk, wˌɪtʃ stɹˈʌɡəld lˈɔŋ ɪn hɜː tɔːɹmˈɛntᵻd mˈaɪnd, tˈɪl ɪt sˌʌm vˈɛnt baɪ sˈaɪz ænd tˈɪɹz dˈɪd fˈaɪnd.