text_original: And dimmer and dimmer will grow the light, As the pulses cease their play. Till the soul speeds forth on its homeward flight, Far off, by the unknown way.
text_transcription: AND DIMMER AND DIMMER WILL GROW THE LIGHT AS THE PULSES CEASE THEIR PLAY TILL THE SOUL SPEEDS FORTH ON ITS HOMEWARD FLIGHT FAR OFF BY THE UNKNOWN WAY
phonemes: ænd dˈɪmɚ ænd dˈɪmɚ wɪl ɡɹˈoʊ ðə lˈaɪt, æz ðə pˈʌlsᵻz sˈiːs ðɛɹ plˈeɪ. tˈɪl ðə sˈoʊl spˈiːdz fˈɔːɹθ ˌɔn ɪts hˈoʊmwɚd flˈaɪt, fˈɑːɹ ˈɔf, baɪ ðɪ ʌnnˈoʊn wˈeɪ.