text_original: ng your strong breast carry me on into The peace where sleep is stronger even than wine. BROTHER AND SISTER THE shorn moon trembling indistinct on her path, Frail as a scar upon the pale blue sky, Draws towards the downward slope; some sorrow hath Worn her down to the quick, so she faintly fares Along her foot searched way without knowing why She creeps persistent down the sky's long stairs.
text_transcription: BROTHER AND SISTER FROM AMOURS BY THE H LAWRENCE DREADFULLY PROVOXED THAT ORK BY SONYA BROTHER AND SISTER THE SHORN MOON TREMBLING INDISTINCT ON HER PATH FRAIL AS A SCAR UPON THE PALE BLUE SKY DRAWS TOWARDS THE DOWNWARD SLOPE SOME SORROW HATH WORN HER DOWN TO THE QUICK SO SHE FAINTLY FARES ALONG HER FOOT SEARCHED WAY WITHOUT KNOWING WHY SHE CREEPS PERSISTENT DOWN THE SKY'S LONG STAIRS
phonemes: ˌɛndʒˈiː jʊɹ stɹˈɔŋ bɹˈɛst kˈæɹi mˌiː ˌɔn ˌɪntʊ ðə pˈiːs wˌɛɹ slˈiːp ɪz stɹˈɔŋɡɚɹ ˈiːvən ðɐn wˈaɪn. bɹˈʌðɚɹ ænd sˈɪstɚ ðə ʃˈɔːɹn mˈuːn tɹˈɛmblɪŋ ˌɪndɪstˈɪŋkt ˌɔn hɜː pˈæθ, fɹˈeɪl æz ɐ skˈɑːɹ əpˌɑːn ðə pˈeɪl blˈuː skˈaɪ, dɹˈɔːz təwˈɔːɹdz ðə dˈaʊnwɚd slˈoʊp; sˌʌm sˈɑːɹoʊ hæθ wˈɔːɹn hɜː dˌaʊn tə ðə kwˈɪk, sˌoʊ ʃiː fˈeɪntli fˈɛɹz ɐlˈɔŋ hɜː fˈʊt sˈɜːtʃt wˈeɪ wɪðˌaʊt nˈoʊɪŋ wˌaɪ ʃiː kɹˈiːps pɚsˈɪstənt dˌaʊn ðə skˈaɪz lˈɔŋ stˈɛɹz.