text_original: But enough! O, do not dare From the next the veil to tear, Woven of station, trade, or dress, More obscene than nakedness, Wherewith plausible culture drapes Fallen Nature's myriad shapes! Let us rather love to mark How the unextinguished spark Will shine through the thin disguise Of our customs, pomps, and lies, And, not seldom blown to flame, Vindicate its ancient claim.
text_transcription: BUT ENOUGH O DO NOT DARE FROM THE NEXT THE VEIL TO TEAR WOVEN OF STATION TRADE OR DRESS MORE OBSCENE THAN NAKEDNESS WHEREWITH PLAUSIBLE CULTURE DRAPES FALLEN NATURE'S MYRIAD SHAPES LET US RATHER LOVE TO MARK HOW THE UNEXTINGUISHED SPARK WILL SHINE THROUGH THE THIN DISGUISE OF OUR CUSTOMS POMPS AND LIES AND NOT SELDOM BLOWN TO FLAME VINDICATE ITS ANCIENT CLAIM
phonemes: bˌʌt ɪnˈʌf! ˈoʊ, duːnˌɑːt dˈɛɹ fɹʌmðə nˈɛkst ðə vˈeɪl tə tˈɛɹ, wˈoʊvən ʌv stˈeɪʃən, tɹˈeɪd, ɔːɹ dɹˈɛs, mˈɔːɹ əbsˈiːn ðɐn nˈeɪkᵻdnəs, wɛɹwˈɪð plˈɔːzᵻbəl kˈʌltʃɚ dɹˈeɪps fˈɔːlən nˈeɪtʃɚz mˈɪɹɪˌæd ʃˈeɪps! lˈɛt ˌʌs ɹˈæðɚ lˈʌv tə mˈɑːɹk hˌaʊ ðɪ ˌʌnɛkstˈɪŋɡwɪʃt spˈɑːɹk wɪl ʃˈaɪn θɹuː ðə θˈɪn dɪsɡˈaɪz ʌv ˌaʊɚ kˈʌstəmz, pˈɑːmps, ænd lˈaɪz, ænd, nˌɑːt sˈɛldəm blˈoʊn tə flˈeɪm, vˈɪndᵻkˌeɪt ɪts ˈeɪntʃənt klˈeɪm.