text_original: See Heloisa! In vain you wear yourself Thin in rough gown; I Still murmur the verses Of Maro and Flaccus Amid the Davidic Psalming and wailing, And  Delphic figures Close at thy side   Rosy, amid the dark Cowls of the friars, Enters Licorida, Enters Glicera.
text_transcription: SEE ELOISA IN VAIN YOU WEAR YOURSELF THIN IN ROUGH GOWN I STILL MURMUR THE VERSES OF MARO AND FLACCUS AMID THE DEVIDIC SOUNDING AND WAILING AND DELPHIC FIGURES CLOSE AT THY SIDE ROSY AMID THE DARK COWLS OF THE FRIARS ENTERS LIKE CORRIDA ENTERS LIES SARA
phonemes: sˈiː hˈɛlɔɪsə! ɪn vˈeɪn juː wˈɛɹ jɔːɹsˈɛlf θˈɪn ɪn ɹˈʌf ɡˈaʊn; aɪ stˈɪl mˈɜːmɚ ðə vˈɜːsᵻz ʌv mˈæɹoʊ ænd flˈækəs ɐmˈɪd ðə deɪvˈɪdɪk sˈɑːmɪŋ ænd wˈeɪlɪŋ, ænd dˈɛlfɪk fˈɪɡjɚz klˈoʊs æt ðˌaɪ sˈaɪd ɹˈoʊzi, ɐmˈɪd ðə dˈɑːɹk kˈaʊlz ʌvðə fɹˈaɪɚz, ˈɛntɚz lˈɪkɔːɹˌɪdə, ˈɛntɚz ɡlˈaɪsɹə.