text_original: What supports me, dost thou ask? The conscience, friend, to have lost them overplied In Liberty's defence, my noble task, Of which all Europe rings from side to side. This thought might lead me through the world's vain mask, Content, though blind, had I no better guide.
text_transcription: WHAT SUPPORTS ME DOST THOU ASK THE CONSCIENCE FRIEND TO HAVE LOST THEM OVER PLIED IN LIBERTY'S DEFENSE MY NOBLE TASK OF WHICH ALL EUROPE RINGS FROM SIDE TO SIDE THIS THOUGHT MIGHT LEAD ME THROUGH THE WORLD'S VAIN MASK CONTENT THOUGH BLIND HAD I NO BETTER GUIDE
phonemes: wˌʌt səpˈɔːɹts mˌiː, dˈɑːst ðˈaʊ ˈæsk? ðə kˈɑːnʃəns, fɹˈɛnd, tə hæv lˈɔst ðˌɛm ˌoʊvɚplˈaɪd ɪn lˈɪbɚɾiz dᵻfˈɛns, maɪ nˈoʊbəl tˈæsk, ʌvwˈɪtʃ ˈɔːl jˈʊɹɹəp ɹˈɪŋz fɹʌm sˈaɪd tə sˈaɪd. ðɪs θˈɔːt mˌaɪt lˈiːd mˌiː θɹuː ðə wˈɜːldz vˈeɪn mˈæsk, kˈɑːntɛnt, ðˌoʊ blˈaɪnd, hæd aɪ nˈoʊ bˈɛɾɚ ɡˈaɪd.