text_original: 32 IF EVER  " Thy race, and thy land, and its sky above, All thine, mine too shall be ; I will look no more in the faces I love, But rise and go with thee. " And one thing, one, thou shalt promise and do, If thy love should weary of me, — Thou shalt drive thy knife to my heart right through. Or ever I know and see."
text_transcription: IF EVER THY RACE AND THY LAND AND ITS SKY ABOVE ALL THINE MINE TOO SHALL BE I WILL LOOK NO MORE IN THE FACES I LOVE BUT RISE AND GO WITH THEE AND ONE THING ONE THOU SHALT PROMISE AND DO IF THY LOVE SHOULD WEARY OF ME THOU SHALT DRIVE THY KNIFE TO MY HEART RIGHT THROUGH OR EVER I KNOW AND SEE
phonemes: θˈɜːɾi tˈuː ɪf ˈɛvɚ  " ðˌaɪ ɹˈeɪs, ænd ðˌaɪ lˈænd, ænd ɪts skˈaɪ əbˈʌv, ˈɔːl ðˈaɪn, mˈaɪn tˈuː ʃˌæl bˈiː ; aɪ wɪl lˈʊk nˈoʊmˌɔːɹ ɪnðə fˈeɪsᵻz aɪ lˈʌv, bˌʌt ɹˈaɪz ænd ɡˌoʊ wɪð ðˈiː. " ænd wˈʌn θˈɪŋ, wˌʌn, ðˈaʊ ʃˌælt pɹˈɑːmɪs ænd dˈuː, ɪf ðˌaɪ lˈʌv ʃˌʊd wˈɪɹi ʌv mˌiː, — ðˈaʊ ʃˌælt dɹˈaɪv ðˌaɪ nˈaɪf tə maɪ hˈɑːɹt ɹˈaɪt θɹˈuː. ɔːɹ ˈɛvɚɹ aɪ nˈoʊ ænd sˈiː."