text_original: Are there not other dreams In vastness of clouds hid from thy sight That yet shall gild with beautiful gold gleams, And shoot the shadows through and through with light? What matters one lost vision of the night? Let the dream go!!
text_transcription: ARE THERE NOT OTHER DREAMS IN VASTNESS OF CLOUDS HID FROM THY SIGHT THAT YET SHALL GILD WITH BEAUTIFUL GOLD GLEAMS AND SHOOT THE SHADOWS THROUGH AND THROUGH WITH LIGHT WHAT MATTERS ONE LOST VISION OF THE NIGHT LET THE DREAM GO
phonemes: ɑːɹ ðɛɹ nˌɑːt ˈʌðɚ dɹˈiːmz ɪn vˈæstnəs ʌv klˈaʊdz hˈɪd fɹʌm ðˌaɪ sˈaɪt ðæt jˈɛt ʃˌæl ɡˈɪld wɪð bjˈuːɾifəl ɡˈoʊld ɡlˈiːmz, ænd ʃˈuːt ðə ʃˈædoʊz θɹuː ænd θɹuː wɪð lˈaɪt? wˌʌt mˈæɾɚz wˈʌn lˈɔst vˈɪʒən ʌvðə nˈaɪt? lˈɛt ðə dɹˈiːm ɡˈoʊ!!