text_original: sorrow and despair Attend the rash." and thus I make reply:   "Fear thou no fall, nor lofty ruin sent; Safely divide the clouds, and die content, When such proud death is dealt thee from on high."
text_transcription: SORROW AND DESPAIR ATTEND THE RASH AND THUS I MAKE REPLY FEAR THOU NO FALL NOR LOFTY RUIN SEND SAFELY DIVIDE THE CLOUDS AND THY CONTENT WHEN SUCH PROUD DEATH IS STEALED THEE FROM ON HIGH
phonemes: sˈɑːɹoʊ ænd dᵻspˈɛɹ ɐtˈɛnd ðə ɹˈæʃ." ænd ðˈʌs aɪ mˌeɪk ɹᵻplˈaɪ:   "fˈɪɹ ðˈaʊ nˈoʊ fˈɔːl, nˈɔːɹ lˈɔfti ɹˈuːɪn sˈɛnt; sˈeɪfli dᵻvˈaɪd ðə klˈaʊdz, ænd dˈaɪ kˈɑːntɛnt, wˌɛn sˈʌtʃ pɹˈaʊd dˈɛθ ɪz dˈɛlt ðiː fɹʌm ˌɔn hˈaɪ."