text_original: Even on thy Beauty thou dost Fetters lay, Least, unawares, it any should betray. Far unlike, sure, to many of thy Sex, Whose Pride it is, the doting World to vex; Spreading their Universal Nets to take Who e're their artifice can captive make. But thou command'st thy Sweet, but Modest Eye, That no Inviting Glance from thence should fly.
text_transcription: EVEN ON THY BEAUTY THOU DOST FETTERS LAY LEAST UNAWARES IT ANY SHOULD BETRAY FAR UNLIKE SHORE TO MANY OF THY SEX WHOSE PRIDE IT IS THE DOTING WORLD TO VEX SPREADING THEIR UNIVERSAL NETS TO TAKE WHO ERE THEIR ARTIFICE CAN CAPTIVE MAKE BUT THOU COMMENCE'D THY SWEET BUT MODEST EYE THAT NO INVITING GLANCE FROM THENCE SHOULD FLY
phonemes: ˈiːvən ˌɔn ðˌaɪ bjˈuːɾi ðˈaʊ dˈɑːst fˈɛɾɚz lˈeɪ, lˈiːst, ˌʌnəwˈɛɹz, ɪɾ ˌɛni ʃˌʊd bᵻtɹˈeɪ. fˈɑːɹ ʌnlˈaɪk, ʃˈʊɹ, tə mˈɛnɪəv ðˌaɪ sˈɛks, hˌuːz pɹˈaɪd ɪɾ ˈɪz, ðə dˈoʊɾɪŋ wˈɜːld tə vˈɛks; spɹˈɛdɪŋ ðɛɹ jˌuːnɪvˈɜːsəl nˈɛts tə tˈeɪk hˌuː ˈiːɚ ðɛɹ ˈɑːɹɾɪfɪs kæn kˈæptɪv mˈeɪk. bˌʌt ðˈaʊ kəmˈændst ðˌaɪ swˈiːt, bˌʌt mˈɑːdɪst ˈaɪ, ðæt nˈoʊ ɪnvˈaɪɾɪŋ ɡlˈæns fɹʌm ðˈɛns ʃˌʊd flˈaɪ.