text_original: My virtue, power, utility, Within my maker must all abide, Since none in myself can ever be, One thin as a shape on a lantern slide Shown forth in the dark upon some dim sheet, And by none but its showman vivified.
text_transcription: MY VIRTUE POWER UTILITY WITHIN MY MAKER MUST ALL ABIDE SINCE NONE IN MYSELF CAN EVER BE ONE THIN AS A SHAPE ON A LANTHORN SLIDE SHONE FORTH IN THE DARK UPON SOME DIM SHEET AND BY NONE BUT ITS SHOW MEN VIVIFIED
phonemes: maɪ vˈɜːtʃuː, pˈaʊɚ, juːtˈɪlᵻɾi, wɪðˌɪn maɪ mˈeɪkɚ mˈʌst ˈɔːl ɐbˈaɪd, sˈɪns nˈʌn ɪn maɪsˈɛlf kæn ˈɛvɚ bˈiː, wˈʌn θˈɪn æz ɐ ʃˈeɪp ˌɔn ɐ lˈæntɚn slˈaɪd ʃˈoʊn fˈɔːɹθ ɪnðə dˈɑːɹk əpˌɑːn sˌʌm dˈɪm ʃˈiːt, ænd baɪ nˈʌn bˌʌt ɪts ʃˈoʊmən vˈɪvɪfˌaɪd.