text_original: The deathless lyric ever on her tongue Bestows a word; The rest, unheard, To alien skies is sung. And so by touch and shadow, glimpse and gleam, We know what path Her passion hath On heavens and hearts that dream.
text_transcription: THE DEATHLESS LYRIC EVER ON HER TONGUE BESTOWS A WORD THE REST UNHEARD TO ALIEN SKIES IS SUNG AND SO BY TOUCH AND SHADOW GLIMPSE AND GLEAM WE KNOW WHAT PATH HER PASSION HATH ON HEAVEN'S AND HEARTS THAT DREAM
phonemes: ðə dˈɛθləs lˈɪɹɪk ˈɛvɚɹ ˌɔn hɜː tˈʌŋ bᵻstˈoʊz ɐ wˈɜːd; ðə ɹˈɛst, ʌnhˈɜːd, tʊ ˈeɪliən skˈaɪz ɪz sˈʌŋ. ænd sˌoʊ baɪ tˈʌtʃ ænd ʃˈædoʊ, ɡlˈɪmps ænd ɡlˈiːm, wiː nˈoʊ wʌt pˈæθ hɜː pˈæʃən hæθ ˌɔn hˈɛvənz ænd hˈɑːɹts ðæt dɹˈiːm.