text_original: Another Night remains, nor till its sway Ends in the morning of a vaster Day Shall men have perfect peace. 112 PERSONAL POEMS Star after new born star Dispels that gloom of ignorance and crime; Their glory greatens on the brows of Time; The dawn is not so far.
text_transcription: ANOTHER NIGHT REMAINS NOR TILL ITS SWAY ENDS IN THE MORNING OF A VASTER DAY SHALL MAN HAVE PERFECT PEACE STAR AFTER NEW BORN STAR DISPELS THAT GLOOM OF IGNORANCE AND CRIME THEIR GLORY GREATENS ON THE BROWS OF TIME THE DAWN IS NOT SO FAR
phonemes: ɐnˈʌðɚ nˈaɪt ɹᵻmˈeɪnz, nˈɔːɹ tˈɪl ɪts swˈeɪ ˈɛndz ɪnðə mˈɔːɹnɪŋ əvə vˈæstɚ dˈeɪ ʃˌæl mˈɛn hæv pˈɜːfɛkt pˈiːs. wˈʌnhˈʌndɹɪd twˈɛlv pˈɜːsənəl pˈoʊᵻmz stˈɑːɹ ˈæftɚ nˈuː bˈɔːɹn stˈɑːɹ dɪspˈɛlz ðæt ɡlˈuːm ʌv ˈɪɡnɚɹəns ænd kɹˈaɪm; ðɛɹ ɡlˈɔːɹi ɡɹˈeɪʔn̩z ɔnðə bɹˈaʊz ʌv tˈaɪm; ðə dˈɔːn ɪz nˌɑːt sˈoʊ fˌɑːɹ.