text_original: REMEMBRANCE I DO remind me how, when, by a bier, I looked my last on an unanswering face Serenely waiting for the grave's embrace, One who would fain have comforted said : " Dear, This is the worst. Life's bitterest drop is here. Impartial fate has done you this one grace, That till you go to your appointed place.
text_transcription: AMPBELL I DO REMIND ME HOW WHEN BY A BIER I LOOKED MY LAST ON AN UNANSWERING FACE SERENELY WAITING FOR THE GRAVE'S EMBRACE ONE WHO WOULD FAIN HAVE COMFORTED SAID DEAR THIS IS THE WORST LIFE'S BITTEREST DROP IS HERE IMPARTIAL FATE HAS DONE YOU THIS ONE GRACE THAT TILL YOU GO TO YOUR APPOINTED PLACE
phonemes: ɹᵻmˈɛmbɹəns aɪ dˈuː ɹᵻmˈaɪnd mˌiː hˈaʊ, wˌɛn, baɪ ɐ bˈɪɹ, aɪ lˈʊkt maɪ lˈæst ˌɔn ɐn ʌnˈænsɚɹɪŋ fˈeɪs sɚɹˈiːnli wˈeɪɾɪŋ fɚðə ɡɹˈeɪvz ɛmbɹˈeɪs, wˈʌn hˌuː wʊd fˈeɪn hæv kˈʌmfɚɾᵻd sˈɛd : " dˈɪɹ, ðɪs ɪz ðə wˈɜːst. lˈaɪfz bˈɪɾɚɹɪst dɹˈɑːp ɪz hˈɪɹ. ɪmpˈɑːɹʃəl fˈeɪt hɐz dˈʌn juː ðˈɪswˌʌn ɡɹˈeɪs, ðæt tˈɪl juː ɡˌoʊ tə jʊɹ ɐpˈɔɪntᵻd plˈeɪs.