text_original: The god he prays, Whose mighty labours through the world are known: "O Hercules! send present aid," he says; "If thy broad back once bore this mighty sphere, Thy arm can drag me out." His prayer he ends.
text_transcription: THE GOD HE PRAYS WHOSE MIGHTY LABORS THROUGH THE WORLD UNKNOWN O HERCULES SEND PRESENT AID HE SAYS IF THY BROUGHT BACK ONCE MORE THIS MIGHTY SPHERE THY ARM DRAG ME OUT HIS PRAYER HE ENDS
phonemes: ðə ɡˈɑːd hiː pɹˈeɪz, hˌuːz mˈaɪɾi lˈeɪbɚz θɹuː ðə wˈɜːld ɑːɹ nˈoʊn: "ˈoʊ hˈɜːkjʊlˌiːz! sˈɛnd pɹˈɛzənt ˈeɪd," hiː sˈɛz; "ɪf ðˌaɪ bɹˈɔːd bˈæk wˈʌns bˈɔːɹ ðɪs mˈaɪɾi sfˈɪɹ, ðˌaɪ ˈɑːɹm kæn dɹˈæɡ mˌiː ˈaʊt." hɪz pɹˈɛɹ hiː ˈɛndz.