text_original: And yet, and yet, as years go on, Till their revenge is due, Will dreams outlived grow cold and wan, Will clay grow warm and true
text_transcription: AND YET AND YET AS YEARS GO ON TILL THEIR REVENGE IS DUE WILL DREAMS OUTLIVED GROW COLD AND WAN WILL CLAY GROW WARM AND TRUE
phonemes: ænd jˈɛt, ænd jˈɛt, æz jˈɪɹz ɡˌoʊ ˈɔn, tˈɪl ðɛɹ ɹᵻvˈɛndʒ ɪz dˈuː, wɪl dɹˈiːmz aʊtlˈɪvd ɡɹˈoʊ kˈoʊld ænd wˈæn, wɪl klˈeɪ ɡɹˈoʊ wˈɔːɹm ænd tɹˈuː