text_original: in PERSONAL POEMS Not Babylon nor Tyre Might mock the lights of Heaven with lamps like these, Above whose radiance the Pleiades Float with unheeded fire.
text_transcription: L NOT BABYLON NOR TYRE MIGHT MOCK THE LIGHTS OF HEAVEN WITH LAMPS LIKE THESE ABOVE WHOSE RADIANCE THE PLAYARDS FLOAT WITH UNHEEDED FIRE
phonemes: ɪn pˈɜːsənəl pˈoʊᵻmz nˌɑːt bˈæbɪlən nˈɔːɹ tˈaɪɚ mˌaɪt mˈɑːk ðə lˈaɪts ʌv hˈɛvən wɪð lˈæmps lˈaɪk ðˈiːz, əbˌʌv hˌuːz ɹˈeɪdiəns ðə plˈaɪədiːz flˈoʊt wɪð ʌnhˈiːdᵻd fˈaɪɚ.