text_original: When, heralding life's every phase, There glowed a goddess veiling haze, A plenteous, forewarning grace, Like that more tender dawn that flies Before the full moon's ample rise?
text_transcription: WHEN HERALDING LIFE'S EVERY FACE THERE GLOW THE GODDESS BATHING HAZE APPLANTE'S FOREWARNING GRACE LIKE THAT MOST TENDER DAWN THAT FLIES BEFORE THE FULL MOON'S AMPLE RISE
phonemes: wˌɛn, hˈɛɹəldɪŋ lˈaɪfz ˈɛvɹi fˈeɪz, ðɛɹ ɡlˈoʊd ɐ ɡˈɑːdəs vˈeɪlɪŋ hˈeɪz, ɐ plˈɛntiəs, fɔːɹwˈɔːɹnɪŋ ɡɹˈeɪs, lˈaɪk ðæt mˈɔːɹ tˈɛndɚ dˈɔːn ðæt flˈaɪz bᵻfˌɔːɹ ðə fˈʊl mˈuːnz ˈæmpəl ɹˈaɪz?