text_original: But we faltered each at the edge of speech, And what might have been is hid from the wise — For the better or worse, for the blessing or curse — Though I dream of you still with the deep burn  ing eyes.
text_transcription: BUT WE FALTERED EACH AT THE EDGE OF SPEECH AND WHAT MIGHT HAVE BEEN IS HID FROM THE WISE FOR THE BETTER OR WORSE FOR THE BLESSING OR CURSE THOUGH I DREAM OF YOU STILL WITH THE DEEP BURNING EYES
phonemes: bˌʌt wiː fˈɔltɚd ˈiːtʃ æt ðɪ ˈɛdʒ ʌv spˈiːtʃ, ænd wʌt mˌaɪthɐv bˌɪn ɪz hˈɪd fɹʌmðə wˈaɪz — fɚðə bˈɛɾɚ ɔːɹ wˈɜːs, fɚðə blˈɛsɪŋ ɔːɹ kˈɜːs — ðˌoʊ aɪ dɹˈiːm ʌv juː stˈɪl wɪððə dˈiːp bˈɜːn ˈɪŋ ˈaɪz.