text_original: All thy later laurel'd choir Laud thee in thy world shrine: London's laughter is thine; One with thee is our temper in melancholy or might, And in thy book Great Britain's rule readeth her right.
text_transcription: ALL THY LATER LAUREL CHOIR LAUD THEE IN THY WORLD SHRINE LONDON'S LAUGHTER IS THINE ONE WITH THEE IS OUR TEMPER IN MELANCHOLY OR MIGHT AND THY BOOK GREAT BRITAIN'S RULE READETH HER RIGHT
phonemes: ˈɔːl ðˌaɪ lˈeɪɾɚ lˈɔːɹəld kwˈaɪɚ lˈɔːd ðiː ɪn ðˌaɪ wˈɜːld ʃɹˈaɪn: lˈʌndənz lˈæftɚɹ ɪz ðˈaɪn; wˈʌn wɪð ðiː ɪz ˌaʊɚ tˈɛmpɚɹ ɪn mˈɛləŋkˌɑːli ɔːɹ mˈaɪt, ænd ɪn ðˌaɪ bˈʊk ɡɹˈeɪt bɹˈɪtənz ɹˈuːl ɹˈiːdəθ hɜː ɹˈaɪt.