text_original: Or do such shadows of belief but seem? Could we see all the Plan, we might behold The dust flame into seraphim whose call Were Time s requital for the shames of old. Alas ! we cannot know ! Yet must we dream Love is somehow the answer of it all.
text_transcription: OR DO SUCH SHADOWS OF BELIEF BUT SEEM COULD WE SEE ALL THE PLAN WE MIGHT BEHOLD THE DUST FLAME INTO SERAPHIM WHOSE CALL WERE TIME'S REQUITAL FOR THE SHAMES OF OLD ALAS WE CANNOT KNOW YET MUST WE DREAM LOVE IS SOMEHOW THE ANSWER OF IT ALL
phonemes: ɔːɹ dˈuː sˈʌtʃ ʃˈædoʊz ʌv bᵻlˈiːf bˌʌt sˈiːm? kʊd wiː sˈiː ˈɔːl ðə plˈæn, wiː mˌaɪt bᵻhˈoʊld ðə dˈʌst flˈeɪm ˌɪntʊ sˈɛɹəfɪm hˌuːz kˈɔːl wɜː tˈaɪm ˈɛs ɹᵻkwˈɪɾəl fɚðə ʃˈeɪmz ʌv ˈoʊld. ɐlˈæs ! wiː kænˈɑːt nˈoʊ ! jˈɛt mˈʌst wiː dɹˈiːm lˈʌv ɪz sˈʌmhaʊ ðɪ ˈænsɚɹ ʌv ɪɾ ˈɔːl.