text_original: For sure, in Heaven's wide chambers, there is room For love and pity, and for helpful deeds; Else were our summons thither but a doom To life more vain than this in clayey weeds.
text_transcription: FOR SURE IN HEAVEN'S WHITE CHAMBERS THERE IS ROOM FOR LOVE AND PITY AND FOR HELPFUL DEEDS ELSE WERE OUR SUMMONS THITHER BUT A DOOM TO LIFE MORE VAIN THAN THIS IN CLAYEY WEEDS
phonemes: fɔːɹ ʃˈʊɹ, ɪn hˈɛvənz wˈaɪd tʃˈeɪmbɚz, ðɛɹ ɪz ɹˈuːm fɔːɹ lˈʌv ænd pˈɪɾi, ænd fɔːɹ hˈɛlpfəl dˈiːdz; ˈɛls wɜːɹ ˌaʊɚ sˈʌmənz ðˈɪðɚ bˌʌt ɐ dˈuːm tə lˈaɪf mˈɔːɹ vˈeɪn ðɐn ðɪs ɪn klˈeɪi wˈiːdz.