text_original: 'Tis Telephus that you'd bewitch: But he is of a high degree; Bound to a lady fair and rich, He is not free. O think of Phaethon half burn'd, And moderate your passion's greed: Think how Bellerophon was spurn'd By his wing'd steed.
text_transcription: TIS TELEPHOS THAT YOU'D BEWITCH BUT HE IS OF A HIGH DEGREE BOUND TO A LADY FAIR AND RICH HE IS NOT FREE O THINK OF FIGHT ON HALF BURNT AND MODERATE YOUR PASSIONS GREED THINK HOW BELLEROPHON WAS BURNT BY HIS WINGED STEED
phonemes: tˈɪz tˈɛlᵻfəs ðæt juːd bᵻwˈɪtʃ: bˌʌt hiː ɪz əvə hˈaɪ dᵻɡɹˈiː; bˈaʊnd tʊ ɐ lˈeɪdi fˈɛɹ ænd ɹˈɪtʃ, hiː ɪz nˌɑːt fɹˈiː. ˈoʊ θˈɪŋk ʌv fˈiːθɑːn hˈæf bˈɜːnd, ænd mˈɑːdɚɹət jʊɹ pˈæʃənz ɡɹˈiːd: θˈɪŋk hˌaʊ bˈɛlɚɹˌɑːfən wʌz spˈɜːnd baɪ hɪz wˈɪŋd stˈiːd.