text_original: While some, on urgent business bent, Their murmuring labors ply 'Gainst graver hours that bring constraint To sweeten liberty; Some bold adventurers disdain The limits of their little reign, And unknown regions dare descry; Still as they run they look behind, They hear a voice in every wind, And snatch a fearful joy.
text_transcription: WHILST SOME ON URGENT BUSINESS BEND THEIR MURMURING LABORS PLY GAINST GRAVER HOURS THAT BRING CONSTRAINT TO SWEETEN LIBERTY SOME BOLD ADVENTURERS DISDAIN THE LIMITS OF THEIR LITTLE REIGN AND UNKNOWN REGIONS DARE DESCRY STILL AS THEY RUN THEY LOOK BEHIND THEY HEAR A VOICE IN EVERY WIND AND SNATCH OF FEARFUL JOY
phonemes: wˌaɪl sˌʌm, ˌɔn ˈɜːdʒənt bˈɪznəs bˈɛnt, ðɛɹ mˈɜːmɚɹɪŋ lˈeɪbɚz plˈaɪ ɡˈeɪnst ɡɹˈeɪvɚɹ ˈaʊɚz ðæt bɹˈɪŋ kənstɹˈeɪnt tə swˈiːʔn̩ lˈɪbɚɾi; sˌʌm bˈoʊld ɐdvˈɛntʃɚɹɚz dɪsdˈeɪn ðə lˈɪmɪts ʌv ðɛɹ lˈɪɾəl ɹˈeɪn, ænd ʌnnˈoʊn ɹˈiːdʒənz dˈɛɹ dᵻskɹˈeɪ; stˈɪl æz ðeɪ ɹˈʌn ðeɪ lˈʊk bᵻhˈaɪnd, ðeɪ hˈɪɹ ɐ vˈɔɪs ɪn ˈɛvɹi wˈɪnd, ænd snˈætʃ ɐ fˈɪɹfəl dʒˈɔɪ.