text_original: Wild, strange notes they were, that struck vibrant chords in my own quivering being, and the song was the death song. Ay, and the life song of a soul which had come into the world even as mine own.
text_transcription: WILD STRANGE NOTES THEY WERE THAT STRUCK VIBRANT CHORDS IN MY OWN QUIVERING BEING AND THE SONG WAS THE DEATH SONG I AND THE LIFE SONG OF A SOUL WHICH HAD COME INTO THE WORLD EVEN AS MINE OWN
phonemes: wˈaɪld, stɹˈeɪndʒ nˈoʊts ðeɪ wɜː, ðæt stɹˈʌk vˈaɪbɹənt kˈɔːɹdz ɪn maɪ ˈoʊn kwˈɪvɚɹɪŋ bˈiːɪŋ, ænd ðə sˈɔŋ wʌzðə dˈɛθ sˈɔŋ. ˈaɪ, ænd ðə lˈaɪf sˈɔŋ əvə sˈoʊl wˌɪtʃ hæd kˈʌm ˌɪntʊ ðə wˈɜːld ˈiːvən æz mˈaɪn ˈoʊn.