text_original: Remote, on sounding skies till then unknown, Where once the vulture circled, high and lone, Or Alpine eagles had their citadel, That iron offspring took the dark, then fell As falls, unheralded, the meteor stone.
text_transcription: REMOTE ON SOUNDING SKIES TILL THEN UNKNOWN WHERE ONCE THE VULTURE CIRCLED HIGH AND LONE OR ALPINE EAGLES HAD THEIR CITADEL THAT IRON OFFSPRING TOOK THE DARK THEN FELL AS FALLS UNHERALDED THE METEOR STONE
phonemes: ɹᵻmˈoʊt, ˌɔn sˈaʊndɪŋ skˈaɪz tˈɪl ðˈɛn ʌnnˈoʊn, wˌɛɹ wˈʌns ðə vˈʌltʃɚ sˈɜːkəld, hˈaɪ ænd lˈoʊn, ɔːɹ ˈælpaɪn ˈiːɡəlz hæd ðɛɹ sˈɪɾədˌɛl, ðæt ˈaɪɚn ˈɔfspɹɪŋ tˈʊk ðə dˈɑːɹk, ðˈɛn fˈɛl æz fˈɔːlz, ʌnhˈɛɹəldᵻd, ðə mˈiːɾɪɚ stˈoʊn.