text_original: Had chastisement for perjured truth, Barine, mark'd you with a curse   Did one wry nail, or one black tooth, But make you worse   I'd trust you; but, when plighted lies Have pledged you deepest, lovelier far You sparkle forth, of all young eyes The ruling star.
text_transcription: HAD CHASTISEMENT FOR PERJURED TRUTH BARREEN MARKED YOU WITH A CURSE DID ONE WINE NAIL OR ONE BLACK TOOTH BUT MAKE YOU WORSE I TRUST YOU BUT WHEN PLIGHTED LIES HAVE PLEDGED YOU DEEPEST LOVELIER FAR YOU SPARKLE FORTH OF ALL YOUNG EYES THE RULING STAR
phonemes: hæd tʃˈæstaɪzmənt fɔːɹ pˈɜːdʒjʊɹd tɹˈuːθ, bˈɑːɹɹiːn, mˈɑːɹkd juː wɪð ɐ kˈɜːs dˈɪd wˈʌn ɹˈaɪ nˈeɪl, ɔːɹ wˈʌn blˈæk tˈuːθ, bˌʌt mˌeɪk juː wˈɜːs aɪd tɹˈʌst juː; bˌʌt, wˌɛn plˈaɪɾᵻd lˈaɪz hæv plˈɛdʒd juː dˈiːpɪst, lˈʌvliɚ fˈɑːɹ juː spˈɑːɹkəl fˈɔːɹθ, ʌv ˈɔːl jˈʌŋ ˈaɪz ðə ɹˈuːlɪŋ stˈɑːɹ.