text_original: But after, with so keen a zest she panted To yield her sweets, and, in despair, Cast such engrossing odours through the air, Apollo, breathing them, had all he wanted.
text_transcription: BUT AFTER WITH SO KEEN A ZEST SHE PANTED TO YIELD HER SWEETS AND IN DESPAIR CAST SUCH ENGROSSING ODORS THROUGH THE AIR APOLLO BREATHING THEM HAD ALL HE WANTED
phonemes: bˌʌt ˈæftɚ, wɪð sˌoʊ kˈiːn ɐ zˈɛst ʃiː pˈæntᵻd tə jˈiːld hɜː swˈiːts, ænd, ɪn dᵻspˈɛɹ, kˈæst sˈʌtʃ ɛŋɡɹˈoʊsɪŋ ˈoʊdɚz θɹuː ðɪ ˈɛɹ, ɐpˈɑːloʊ, bɹˈiːðɪŋ ðˌɛm, hæd ˈɔːl hiː wˈɔntᵻd.