text_original: "Behold the World Phoenix, in fire consummation and fire creation; wide are her fanning wings; loud is her death melody, of battle thunders and falling towns; skyward lashes the funeral flame, enveloping all things: it is the Death Birth of a World!" Whereby, however, as we often say, shall one unspeakable blessing seem attainable.
text_transcription: BEHOLD THE WORLD PHOENIX AND FIRE CONSUMMATION AND FIRE CREATION WIDE ARE HER FANNING WINGS LOUD IS HER DEATH MALADY OF BATTLE THUNDERS AND FALLING TOWNS SKYWARD LASHES THE FUNERAL FLAME ENVELOPING ALL THINGS IT IS THE DEATH BIRTH OF A WORLD WHEREBY HOWEVER AS WE OFTEN SAY SHALL ONE UNSPEAKABLE BLISS SEEM ATTAINABLE
phonemes: "bᵻhˈoʊld ðə wˈɜːld fˈiːnɪks, ɪn fˈaɪɚ kɑːnsəmˈeɪʃən ænd fˈaɪɚ kɹiːˈeɪʃən; wˈaɪd ɑːɹ hɜː fˈænɪŋ wˈɪŋz; lˈaʊd ɪz hɜː dˈɛθ mˈɛlədi, ʌv bˈæɾəl θˈʌndɚz ænd fˈɔːlɪŋ tˈaʊnz; skˈaɪwɚd lˈæʃᵻz ðə fjˈuːnɚɹəl flˈeɪm, ɛnvˈɛləpɪŋ ˈɔːl θˈɪŋz: ɪɾ ɪz ðə dˈɛθ bˈɜːθ əvə wˈɜːld!" wˈɛɹbaɪ, haʊˈɛvɚ, æz wiː ˈɔfən sˈeɪ, ʃˌæl wˈʌn ʌnspˈiːkəbəl blˈɛsɪŋ sˈiːm ɐtˈeɪnəbəl.