text_original: Surveigh the Land and Sea by Heavens embrac't, Thou'lt find no sweet th'Immortal Soul can tast: Why dost thou then, O Man! thy self torment Good here to gain, or Evils to prevent?
text_transcription: SURVEY THE LAND AND SEE BY HEAVENS EMBRACED THOU'LT FIND NO SWEET THE MORTAL SOUL CAN TASTE WHY DOST THOU THEN O MAN THYSELF TORMENT GOOD HERE TO GAIN OR EVILS TO PREVENT
phonemes: sɚvˈeɪ ðə lˈænd ænd sˈiː baɪ hˈɛvənz ɛmbɹˈækt, θˈaʊlt fˈaɪnd nˈoʊ swˈiːt tˌiːˈeɪtʃˈɪmɔːɹɾəl sˈoʊl kæn tˈeɪst: wˌaɪ dˈɑːst ðˈaʊ ðˈɛn, ˈoʊ mˈæn! ðˌaɪ sˈɛlf tˈɔːɹmɛnt ɡˈʊd hˈɪɹ tə ɡˈeɪn, ɔːɹ ˈiːvəlz tə pɹɪvˈɛnt?