text_original: Then, at the sweet compulsion of that sound, The land was thronged with visions. Years that were Gave back their paladins and queens who wept. 61 SHAKESPEARE Kings cried to kings, extending shadowy swords O er phantom armies.
text_transcription: THEN AT THE SWEET COMPULSION OF THAT SOUND THE LAND WAS THRONGED WITH VISIONS YEARS THAT WERE GAVE BACK THEIR PALADINS AND QUEENS WHO WEPT KINGS CRIED TO KINGS EXTENDING SHADOWY SWORDS OVER PHANTOM ARMIES
phonemes: ðˈɛn, æt ðə swˈiːt kəmpˈʌlʃən ʌv ðæt sˈaʊnd, ðə lˈænd wʌz θɹˈɔŋd wɪð vˈɪʒənz. jˈɪɹz ðæt wɜː ɡˈeɪv bˈæk ðɛɹ pˈælɐdˌɪnz ænd kwˈiːnz hˌuː wˈɛpt. sˈɪksti wˈʌn ʃˈeɪkspɪɹ kˈɪŋz kɹˈaɪd tə kˈɪŋz, ɛkstˈɛndɪŋ ʃˈædoʊi sˈɔːɹdz ˈoʊ ˈɜː fˈæntəm ˈɑːɹmiz.