text_original: Then is he not as one who dies And whose brief day is ended here; For, in those worlds which Time defies, His melody grows still more clear; Then is he not as one whose light Is darkened by Death's envious night!
text_transcription: THEN IS HE NOT AS ONE WHO DIES AND WHOSE BRIEF DAY IS ENDED HERE FOR IN THOSE WORLDS WHICH TIME DEFIES HIS MELODY GROWS STILL MORE CLEAR THEN IS HE NOT AS ONE WHOSE LIGHT IS DARKENED BY DEATH'S ENVIOUS NIGHT
phonemes: ðˈɛn ɪz hiː nˌɑːt æz wˈʌn hˌuː dˈaɪz ænd hˌuːz bɹˈiːf dˈeɪ ɪz ˈɛndᵻd hˈɪɹ; fɔːɹ, ɪn ðoʊz wˈɜːldz wˌɪtʃ tˈaɪm dᵻfˈaɪz, hɪz mˈɛlədi ɡɹˈoʊz stˈɪl mˈɔːɹ klˈɪɹ; ðˈɛn ɪz hiː nˌɑːt æz wˈʌn hˌuːz lˈaɪt ɪz dˈɑːɹkənd baɪ dˈɛθz ˈɛnviəs nˈaɪt!