text_original: Quick as the word, with swift career He wings his course from star to star, And leaves the bright abode. The Virtue did his charms impart; Their G     ! then thy raptur'd heart Perceiv'd the rushing God: V. For when thy pitying eye did see The languid muse in low degree, Then, then at thy desire Descended the celestial nine; O'er me methought they deign'd to shine, And deign'd to string my lyre.
text_transcription: QUICK AS THE WORD WITH SWIFT CAREER HE WINGS HIS COURSE FROM STAR TO STAR AND LEAVES THE BRIGHT ABODE THE VIRTUE DID HIS CHARMS IMPART THERE G THEN THY RAPTURED HEART PERCEIVED THE RUSHING GOD FIVE FOR WHEN THY PITY EYE DID SEE THE LANGUID MUSE IN LOW DEGREE THEN THEN AT THY DESIRE DESCENDED THE CELESTIAL NINE O METHOUGHT THEY DEIGNED TO SHINE AND DEIGN TO STRING MY LYRE
phonemes: kwˈɪk æz ðə wˈɜːd, wɪð swˈɪft kɚɹˈɪɹ hiː wˈɪŋz hɪz kˈɔːɹs fɹʌm stˈɑːɹ tə stˈɑːɹ, ænd lˈiːvz ðə bɹˈaɪt ɐbˈoʊd. ðə vˈɜːtʃuː dˈɪd hɪz tʃˈɑːɹmz ɪmpˈɑːɹt; ðɛɹ dʒˈiː     ! ðˈɛn ðˌaɪ ɹˈæptɚd hˈɑːɹt pɚsˈiːvd ðə ɹˈʌʃɪŋ ɡˈɑːd: vˈiː. fɔːɹ wɛn ðˌaɪ pˈɪɾiɪŋ ˈaɪ dˈɪd sˈiː ðə lˈæŋɡwɪd mjˈuːz ɪn lˈoʊ dᵻɡɹˈiː, ðˈɛn, ðˈɛn æt ðˌaɪ dɪzˈaɪɚ dᵻsˈɛndᵻd ðə səlˈɛstjəl nˈaɪn; ˈɔːɹ mˌiː mɪθˈɔːt ðeɪ dˈeɪnd tə ʃˈaɪn, ænd dˈeɪnd tə stɹˈɪŋ maɪ lˈaɪɚ.