text_original: VIII Then tell, dear favourite Muse! What serpent's that which still resorts, Still lurks in palaces and courts? Take thy unwonted flight, And on the terrace light.
text_transcription: THEN TELL DEAR FAVOURITE MUSE WHAT SERPENTS THAT WHICH STILL RESORTS STILL LURKS IN PALACES AND COURTS TAKE THY UNWONTED FLIGHT AND ON THE TERRACE LIGHT
phonemes: ɹˌoʊmən ˈeɪt ðˈɛn tˈɛl, dˈɪɹ fˈeɪvɹɪt mjˈuːz! wˌʌt sˈɜːpənts ðæt wˌɪtʃ stˈɪl ɹᵻzˈɔːɹts, stˈɪl lˈɜːks ɪn pˈælɪsᵻz ænd kˈɔːɹts? tˈeɪk ðˌaɪ ʌnwˈɔntᵻd flˈaɪt, ænd ɔnðə tˈɛɹɪs lˈaɪt.