text_original: The conquering shadow quell'd Her splendour in its robe: And darkling we beheld A dim and lurid globe; Yet felt thereat no dread, Nor waited we to see The sullen dragon fled, The heav'nly Queen go free.
text_transcription: THE CONQUERING SHADOW QUELLED HER SPLENDOR IN ITS ROBE AND DARKLING WE BEHELD A DIM AND LURID GLOBE YET FELT THEREAT NO DREAD NOR WAITED WE TO SEE THE SULLEN DRAGON FLED THE HEAVENLY QUEEN GO FREE
phonemes: ðə kˈɑːŋkɚɹɪŋ ʃˈædoʊ kwˈɛld hɜː splˈɛndɚɹ ɪn ɪts ɹˈoʊb: ænd dˈɑːɹklɪŋ wiː bᵻhˈɛld ɐ dˈɪm ænd lˈʊɹɹɪd ɡlˈoʊb; jˈɛt fˈɛlt ðɛɹˈæt nˈoʊ dɹˈɛd, nˈɔːɹ wˈeɪɾᵻd wiː tə sˈiː ðə sˈʌlən dɹˈæɡən flˈɛd, ðə hˈiːvnli kwˈiːn ɡˌoʊ fɹˈiː.