text_original: On the paths of his pleasure All graces that wait What metre shall measure What rhyme shall relate Each action, each motion, Each feature, each limb, Demands a devotion In honour of him: Head that the hand Of a god might have blest, Laid lustrous and bland On the curve of its crest: Mouth sweeter than cherries, Keen eyes as of Mars, Browner than berries And brighter than stars.
text_transcription: ON THE PATH OF HIS PLEASURE ALL GRACES THAT WAIT WHAT METRE SHALL MEASURE WHAT RHYME SHALL RELATE EACH ACTION EACH MOTION EACH FEATURE EACH LIMB DEMANDS THE DEVOTION IN HONOUR OF HIM HEAD THAT THE HAND OF A GOD MIGHT HAVE BLESSED LAID LUSTROUS AND BLAND ON THE CURVE OF ITS CREST MOUTHS SWEETER THAN CHERRIES KEEN EYES AS OF MARS BROWNER THAN BERRIES AND BRIGHTER THAN STARS
phonemes: ɔnðə pˈæθs ʌv hɪz plˈɛʒɚɹ ˈɔːl ɡɹˈeɪsᵻz ðæt wˈeɪt wʌt mˈiːɾɚ ʃˌæl mˈɛʒɚ wʌt ɹˈaɪm ʃˌæl ɹᵻlˈeɪt ˈiːtʃ ˈækʃən, ˈiːtʃ mˈoʊʃən, ˈiːtʃ fˈiːtʃɚ, ˈiːtʃ lˈɪm, dᵻmˈændz ɐ dɪvˈoʊʃən ɪn ˈɑːnɚɹ ʌv hˌɪm: hˈɛd ðætðə hˈænd əvə ɡˈɑːd mˌaɪthɐv blˈɛst, lˈeɪd lˈʌstɹəs ænd blˈænd ɔnðə kˈɜːv ʌv ɪts kɹˈɛst: mˈaʊθ swˈiːɾɚ ðɐn tʃˈɛɹiz, kˈiːn ˈaɪz æz ʌv mˈɑːɹz, bɹˈaʊnɚ ðɐn bˈɛɹiz ænd bɹˈaɪɾɚ ðɐn stˈɑːɹz.