text_original: Like fauns embossed in our domain, We look abroad, and our calm eyes Mark how the goatish gods of pain Revel; and if by grim surprise They break into our paradise, Patient we build its beauty up again.
text_transcription: LIKE FAUNS EMBOSSED IN OUR DOMAIN WE LOOK ABROAD AND OUR CALM EYES MARK HOW THE GODISH GODS OF PAIN REVEL AND IF BY GRIM SURPRISE THEY BREAK INTO OUR PARADISE PATIENT WE BUILD ITS BEAUTY UP AGAIN
phonemes: lˈaɪk fˈɔːnz ɛmbˈɔst ɪn ˌaʊɚ dəmˈeɪn, wiː lˈʊk ɐbɹˈɔːd, ænd ˌaʊɚ kˈɑːm ˈaɪz mˈɑːɹk hˌaʊ ðə ɡˈoʊɾɪʃ ɡˈɑːdz ʌv pˈeɪn ɹˈɛvəl; ænd ɪf baɪ ɡɹˈɪm sɚpɹˈaɪz ðeɪ bɹˈeɪk ˌɪntʊ ˌaʊɚ pˈæɹədˌaɪs, pˈeɪʃənt wiː bˈɪld ɪts bjˈuːɾi ˌʌp ɐɡˈɛn.