text_original: "To govern wisely I had shown small skill Were I not lord of simple Dara still; That sceptre kept, I cannot lose my way!" Strange dew in royal eyes grew round, and bright And thrilled the trembling lids; before 'twas night Two added provinces blest Dara's sway.
text_transcription: TO GOVERN WISELY I HAD SHOWN SMALL SKILL WERE I NOT LORD OF SIMPLE DARROW STILL THAT SCEPTRE CAPT I CANNOT LOSE MY WAY STRANGE DEW IN ROYAL EYES GREW ROUND AND BRIGHT AND THRILLED THE TREMBLING LIDS BEFORE TWAS NIGHT TWO ADDED PROVINCES BLESSED TARA'S SWAY
phonemes: "tə ɡˈʌvɚn wˈaɪzli aɪ hæd ʃˈoʊn smˈɔːl skˈɪl wɜːɹ aɪ nˌɑːt lˈɔːɹd ʌv sˈɪmpəl dˈɑːɹɹə stˈɪl; ðæt sˈɛptɚ kˈɛpt, aɪ kænˈɑːt lˈuːz maɪ wˈeɪ!" stɹˈeɪndʒ dˈuː ɪn ɹˈɔɪəl ˈaɪz ɡɹˈuː ɹˈaʊnd, ænd bɹˈaɪt ænd θɹˈɪld ðə tɹˈɛmblɪŋ lˈɪdz; bᵻfˌɔːɹ twˈɑːz nˈaɪt tˈuː ˈædᵻd pɹˈɑːvɪnsᵻz blˈɛst dˈɑːɹɹəz swˈeɪ.