text_original: 247 The Btings of falsehood those shall try, And hard unkindness' altered eye, That mocks the tears it forced to flow; And keen remorse, with blood defiled, And moody madness, laughing wild Amid severest woe.
text_transcription: THE STINGS OF FALSEHOOD THOSE SHALL TRY AND HARD UNKINDNESS ALL THAT EYE THAT MOCKS THE TEARS IT FORCE TO FLOW AND KEEN REMORSE WITH BLOOD DEFILED AND MOODY MADNESS LAUGHING WILD AMIDST SEVEREST WOE
phonemes: tˈuːhˈʌndɹɪd fˈɔːɹɾi sˈɛvən ðə bˈiːtˈɪŋz ʌv fˈɔlshʊd ðoʊz ʃˌæl tɹˈaɪ, ænd hˈɑːɹd ʌŋkˈaɪndnəs ˈɔltɚd ˈaɪ, ðæt mˈɑːks ðə tˈɪɹz ɪt fˈɔːɹst tə flˈoʊ; ænd kˈiːn ɹᵻmˈɔːɹs, wɪð blˈʌd dᵻfˈaɪld, ænd mˈuːdi mˈædnəs, lˈæfɪŋ wˈaɪld ɐmˈɪd səvˈiəɹəst wˈoʊ.