text_original: And lips that have drank but of pleasure Grow pallid and tremble with fears, As she portions the gall from her measure, The merciless Lady of Tears.
text_transcription: AND LIPS THAT HAVE DRANK BUT OF PLEASURE GROW PALLID AND TREMBLE WITH FEARS AS SHE PORTIONS THE GALL FROM HER MEASURE THE MERCILESS LADY OF TEARS
phonemes: ænd lˈɪps ðæt hæv dɹˈæŋk bˌʌt ʌv plˈɛʒɚ ɡɹˈoʊ pˈælɪd ænd tɹˈɛmbəl wɪð fˈɪɹz, æz ʃiː pˈɔːɹʃənz ðə ɡˈɔːl fɹʌm hɜː mˈɛʒɚ, ðə mˈɜːsiləs lˈeɪdi ʌv tˈɪɹz.