text_original: You that would grief describe, come here and trace Its watery footsteps in Dorinda's[2] face: Grief from Dorinda's face does ne'er depart Farther than its own palace in her heart: Ah, since our fears are fled, this insolent expel, At least confine the tyrant to his cell.
text_transcription: YOU THAT WOULD GRIEF DESCRIBE COME HERE AND TRACE ITS WATERY FOOTSTEPS IN DORENDA'S FACE GRIEF FROM DORENDA'S FACE DOES NE'ER DEPART FARTHER THAN ITS OWN PALACE IN HER HEART AH SINCE OUR FEARS ARE FLED THIS INSOLENT EXPEL AT LEAST CONFINE THE TYRANT TO HIS CELL
phonemes: juː ðæt wʊd ɡɹˈiːf dᵻskɹˈaɪb, kˈʌm hˈɪɹ ænd tɹˈeɪs ɪts wˈɔːɾɚɹi fˈʊtstɛps ɪn dɔːɹˈɪndəz[tˈuː] fˈeɪs: ɡɹˈiːf fɹʌm dɔːɹˈɪndəz fˈeɪs dˈʌz nˈɛɹ dᵻpˈɑːɹt fˈɑːɹðɚ ðɐn ɪts ˈoʊn pˈælɪs ɪn hɜː hˈɑːɹt: ˈɑː, sˈɪns ˌaʊɚ fˈɪɹz ɑːɹ flˈɛd, ðɪs ˈɪnsələnt ɛkspˈɛl, æt lˈiːst kənfˈaɪn ðə tˈaɪɹənt tə hɪz sˈɛl.