text_original: "And they shall rise again!" Arise to glories bounding No earth born vision, and no span of fleeting days, But, born of depths which life thus far had been but sounding, The heirs of Heaven's crown and its immortal praise!
text_transcription: AND THEY SHALL RISE AGAIN ARISE TO GLORY'S BOUNDING NO EARTH BORN VISION AND NO SPAN OF FLEETING DAYS BUT BORN OF DEPTH WHICH LIFE THUS FAR HATH BEEN BUT SOUNDING THE AIRS OF HEAVEN'S CROWN AND ITS IMMORTAL PRAISE
phonemes: "ænd ðeɪ ʃˌæl ɹˈaɪz ɐɡˈɛn!" ɚɹˈaɪz tə ɡlˈɔːɹiz bˈaʊndɪŋ nˈoʊ ˈɜːθ bˈɔːɹn vˈɪʒən, ænd nˈoʊ spˈæn ʌv flˈiːɾɪŋ dˈeɪz, bˌʌt, bˈɔːɹn ʌv dˈɛpθs wˌɪtʃ lˈaɪf ðˈʌs fˈɑːɹ hɐdbɪn bˌʌt sˈaʊndɪŋ, ðɪ ˈɛɹz ʌv hˈɛvənz kɹˈaʊn ænd ɪts ɪmˈɔːɹɾəl pɹˈeɪz!