text_original: These are the paradises of her own: Thy Pegasus, like an unruly horse, Though ne'er so gently led, To the loved pastures where he used to feed, Runs violent o'er his usual course.
text_transcription: THESE ARE THE PARADISES OF HER OWN THY PEGASUS LIKE AN UNRULY HORSE THOUGH NE'ER SO GENTLY LED TO THE LOVED PASTURES WHERE HE USED TO FEED RUNS VIOLENT O'ER HIS USUAL COURSE
phonemes: ðiːz ɑːɹ ðə pˈæɹədˌaɪsᵻz ʌv hɜːɹ ˈoʊn: ðˌaɪ pˈɛɡəsəs, lˈaɪk ɐn ʌnɹˈuːli hˈɔːɹs, ðˌoʊ nˈɛɹ sˌoʊ dʒˈɛntli lˈɛd, tə ðə lˈʌvd pˈæstʃɚz wˌɛɹ hiː jˈuːzd tə fˈiːd, ɹˈʌnz vˈaɪələnt ˈɔːɹ hɪz jˈuːʒuːəl kˈɔːɹs.