text_original: Strong be your swords while your blood is warm, And spare neither for pity nor fear, For vengeance hath but an hour ; Strong hate itself shall expire ! I also must perish
text_transcription: STRONG BE YOUR SWORDS WHILE YOUR BLOOD IS WARM AND SPARE NEITHER FOR PITY NOR FEAR FOR VENGEANCE HATH BUT AN HOUR STRONG HATE ITSELF SHALL EXPIRE I ALSO MUST PERISH
phonemes: stɹˈɔŋ biː jʊɹ sˈɔːɹdz wˌaɪl jʊɹ blˈʌd ɪz wˈɔːɹm, ænd spˈɛɹ nˈiːðɚ fɔːɹ pˈɪɾi nˈɔːɹ fˈɪɹ, fɔːɹ vˈɛndʒəns hæθ bˌʌt ɐn ˈaʊɚ ; stɹˈɔŋ hˈeɪt ɪtsˈɛlf ʃˌæl ɛkspˈaɪɚ ! aɪ ˈɔːlsoʊ mˈʌst pˈɛɹɪʃ