text_original: For, when the animating mind is fled, (Which nature never can retain, Nor e'er call back again,) The body, though gigantic, lies all cold and dead.
text_transcription: FOR WHEN THE ANIMATING MIND IS FLED WHICH NATURE NEVER CAN RETAIN NOR E'ER CALL BACK AGAIN THE BODY THOUGH GIGANTIC LIES ALL COLD AND DEAD
phonemes: fɔːɹ, wˌɛn ðɪ ˈænɪmˌeɪɾɪŋ mˈaɪnd ɪz flˈɛd, (wˌɪtʃ nˈeɪtʃɚ nˈɛvɚ kæn ɹᵻtˈeɪn, nˈɔːɹ ˈɛɹ kˈɔːl bˈæk ɐɡˈɛn,) ðə bˈɑːdi, ðˌoʊ dʒaɪɡˈæntɪk, lˈaɪz ˈɔːl kˈoʊld ænd dˈɛd.