text_original: If only she need not change to solidity, but ever be this visitor from the unknown, this sacred bird, telling with her half seen, trailing down plume—sails the story of uncharted wonder.
text_transcription: IF ONLY SHE NEED NOT CHANGE TO SOLIDITY BUT EVER BE THIS VISITOR FROM THE UNKNOWN THIS SACRED BIRD TELLING WITH HER HALF SEEN TRAILING DOWN PLUMED SAILS THE STORY OF UNCHARTED WONDER
phonemes: ɪf ˈoʊnli ʃiː nˈiːd nˌɑːt tʃˈeɪndʒ tə səlˈɪdᵻɾi, bˌʌt ˈɛvɚ biː ðɪs vˈɪzɪɾɚ fɹʌmðɪ ʌnnˈoʊn, ðɪs sˈeɪkɹɪd bˈɜːd, tˈɛlɪŋ wɪð hɜː hˈæf sˈiːn, tɹˈeɪlɪŋ dˌaʊn plˈuːm—sˈeɪlz ðə stˈɔːɹi ʌv ʌntʃˈɑːɹɾᵻd wˈʌndɚ.