text_original: What sunshine kissed it, what warm rains Swelled the smooth grapes, and made This godlike draught to fire my veins And keep me undismayed
text_transcription: WHAT SUNSHINE KISSED IT WHAT WARM RAINS SWELLED THE SMOOTH GRAPES AND MADE THIS GOD LIKE DRAUGHT TO FIRE MY VEINS AND KEEP ME UNDISMAYED
phonemes: wˌʌt sˈʌnʃaɪn kˈɪst ɪt, wˌʌt wˈɔːɹm ɹˈeɪnz swˈɛld ðə smˈuːð ɡɹˈeɪps, ænd mˌeɪd ðɪs ɡˈɑːdlaɪk dɹˈæft tə fˈaɪɚ maɪ vˈeɪnz ænd kˈiːp mˌiː ʌndɪsmˈeɪd