text_original: No fate could rob us of our own— No circumstance can make it less; What time removes was but a loan, For what was ours we still possess.
text_transcription: NO FATE COULD ROB US OF OUR OWN NO CIRCUMSTANCE CAN MAKE IT LESS WHAT TIME REMOVES WAS BUT ALONE FOR WHAT WAS OURS WE STILL POSSESS
phonemes: nˈoʊ fˈeɪt kʊd ɹˈɑːb ˌʌs ʌv ˌaʊɚɹ ˈoʊn— nˈoʊ sˈɜːkəmstˌæns kæn mˌeɪk ɪt lˈɛs; wˌʌt tˈaɪm ɹᵻmˈuːvz wʌz bˌʌt ɐ lˈoʊn, fɔːɹ wʌt wʌz aʊɚz wiː stˈɪl pəzˈɛs.