text_original: But fuller grasp of thy great work; But deeper draughts from wells divine, Where disappointment ne'er may lurk, Where round thy head the glories shine Which crowns endeavor firm and true, And gives thee roses  never rue!
text_transcription: BUT FULLER GRASP OF THY GREAT WORK BUT DEEPER DRAUGHTS FROM WEALTH DIVINE WHERE DISAPPOINTMENT NEVER MAY LURK WHERE ROUND THY HEAD DO GLORIES SHINE WHICH CROWNS ENDEAVOUR FIRM AND TRUE AND GIVES THEE ROSES NEVER RUE
phonemes: bˌʌt fˈʊlɚ ɡɹˈæsp ʌv ðˌaɪ ɡɹˈeɪt wˈɜːk; bˌʌt dˈiːpɚ dɹˈæfts fɹʌm wˈɛlz dᵻvˈaɪn, wˌɛɹ dˌɪsɐpˈɔɪntmənt nˈɛɹ mˈeɪ lˈɜːk, wˌɛɹ ɹˈaʊnd ðˌaɪ hˈɛd ðə ɡlˈɔːɹiz ʃˈaɪn wˌɪtʃ kɹˈaʊnz ɛndˈɛvɚ fˈɜːm ænd tɹˈuː, ænd ɡˈɪvz ðiː ɹˈoʊzᵻz nˈɛvɚ ɹˈuː!