text_original: No critic born since Charles was king, But sighed in smiling, as he read: "Here's theft of the supremest thing A poet might have said!"
text_transcription: NO CRITIC BORN SINCE CHARLES WAS KING BUT SID AND SMILING AS HE READ HERE'S THEFT OF THE SUPREMEST THING A POET MIGHT HAVE SAID
phonemes: nˈoʊ kɹˈɪɾɪk bˈɔːɹn sˈɪns tʃˈɑːɹlz wʌz kˈɪŋ, bˌʌt sˈaɪd ɪn smˈaɪlɪŋ, æz hiː ɹˈiːd: "hˈɪɹz θˈɛft ʌvðə suːpɹˈiːmɪst θˈɪŋ ɐ pˈoʊɪt mˌaɪthɐv sˈɛd!"