text_original: ii6 THE REAL AND THE UNREAL.* I HEAR men speak, and yet I fail The sense of their words to know ; I see them pass as if through a veil, As they dimly come and go ; But forms there are on either hand, And oh
text_transcription: THE REAL AND THE UNREAL I HEAR MEN SPEAK AND YET I FAIL THE SENSE OF THEIR WORDS TO KNOW I SEE THEM PASS AS IF THROUGH A VEIL AS THEY DIMLY COME AND GO BUT FORMS THERE ARE ON EITHER HAND AND OH
phonemes: ˈɪaɪ sˈɪks ðə ɹˈiːəl ænd ðɪ ʌnɹˈiːəl.ˈæstɚɹˌɪsk aɪ hˈɪɹ mˈɛn spˈiːk, ænd jˈɛt aɪ fˈeɪl ðə sˈɛns ʌv ðɛɹ wˈɜːdz tə nˈoʊ ; aɪ sˈiː ðˌɛm pˈæs æz ɪf θɹuː ɐ vˈeɪl, æz ðeɪ dˈɪmli kˈʌm ænd ɡˈoʊ ; bˌʌt fˈɔːɹmz ðɛɹˌɑːɹ ˌɔn ˈiːðɚ hˈænd, ænd ˈoʊ