text_original: O man and his Adventure! From the slime Of old abysses and the hateful hiss Of dragons, hath he journeyed forth to this, Whose soul strikes light through Time. What seed of what Design was in that soul 9 1 ODE ON THE OPENING OF And what its destined goal, That he, once halt and blind, Hath won the peaks above the brutish years, And in the astounding crucibles of mind Seeketh the mighty answer to his tears?
text_transcription: O MAN AND HIS ADVENTURE FROM THE SLIME OF OLD ABYSSES AND THE HATEFUL HISS OF DRAGONS HATH HE JOURNEYED FORTH TO THIS WHOSE SOUL STRIKES LIGHT THROUGH TIME WHAT SEAT OF WHAT DESIGN WAS IN THAT SOUL AND WHAT ITS DESTINED GOAL THAT HE ONCE HALT AND BLIND HATH WON THE PEAKS ABOVE THE BRUTISH YEARS AND IN THE ASTOUNDING CRUCIBLES OF MIND SEEKETH THE MIGHTY ANSWER TO HIS TEARS
phonemes: ˈoʊ mˈæn ænd hɪz ɐdvˈɛntʃɚ! fɹʌmðə slˈaɪm ʌv ˈoʊld ɐbˈɪsᵻz ænd ðə hˈeɪtfəl hˈɪs ʌv dɹˈæɡənz, hæθ hiː dʒˈɜːnid fˈɔːɹθ tə ðˈɪs, hˌuːz sˈoʊl stɹˈaɪks lˈaɪt θɹuː tˈaɪm. wˌʌt sˈiːd ʌv wʌt dɪzˈaɪn wʌz ɪn ðæt sˈoʊl nˈaɪn wˈʌn ˌoʊdˌiːˈiː ɔnðɪ ˈoʊpənɪŋ ʌv ænd wʌt ɪts dˈɛstɪnd ɡˈoʊl, ðˈæt hiː, wˈʌns hˈɔlt ænd blˈaɪnd, hæθ wˈʌn ðə pˈiːks əbˌʌv ðə bɹˈuːɾɪʃ jˈɪɹz, ænd ɪnðɪ ɐstˈaʊndɪŋ kɹˈuːsᵻbəlz ʌv mˈaɪnd sˈiːkəθ ðə mˈaɪɾi ˈænsɚ tə hɪz tˈɪɹz?