text_original: Then rose he from the conquered globe on wings Such as in vision serve the will of kings, Till gazing from the violated skies He saw, below his battles smoky bars, With flaming France and Russia for its eyes, Earth like a skull that glared upon the stars.
text_transcription: THEN ROSE HE FROM THE CONQUERED GLOBE ON WINGS SUCH AS IN VISION SERVED THE WILL OF KINGS TILL GAZING FROM THE VIOLATED SKIES HE SAW BELOW HIS BATTLED SMOKY BARS WITH FLAMING FRANCE AND RUSSIA FOR ITS EYES EARTH LIKE A SKULL THAT GLARED UPON THE STARS
phonemes: ðˈɛn ɹˈoʊz hiː fɹʌmðə kˈɑːŋkɚd ɡlˈoʊb ˌɔn wˈɪŋz sˈʌtʃ ɐz ɪn vˈɪʒən sˈɜːv ðə wɪl ʌv kˈɪŋz, tˈɪl ɡˈeɪzɪŋ fɹʌmðə vˈaɪəleɪɾᵻd skˈaɪz hiː sˈɔː, bᵻlˌoʊ hɪz bˈæɾəlz smˈoʊki bˈɑːɹz, wɪð flˈeɪmɪŋ fɹˈæns ænd ɹˈʌʃə fɔːɹ ɪts ˈaɪz, ˈɜːθ lˈaɪk ɐ skˈʌl ðæt ɡlˈɛɹd əpˌɑːn ðə stˈɑːɹz.