text_original: Here do we leave thee with thy brow Encircled with the roses sweet; Victory's token, crowning now Thine art with all our praises meet; Here do we leave thee, victor still, For Art bends not to Death's stern will!
text_transcription: HERE DO WE LEAVE THEE WITH THY BROW ENCIRCLED WITH THE ROSES SWEET VICTORY'S TOKEN CROWNING NOW THINE ART WITH ALL OUR PRAISES MEET HERE DO WE LEAVE THEE VICTOR STILL FOR ART BENDS NOT TO DEATH'S STERN WILL
phonemes: hˈɪɹ dˈuː wiː lˈiːv ðiː wɪð ðˌaɪ bɹˈaʊ ɛnsˈɜːkəld wɪððə ɹˈoʊzᵻz swˈiːt; vˈɪktɚɹiz tˈoʊkən, kɹˈaʊnɪŋ nˈaʊ ðaɪn ˈɑːɹt wɪð ˈɔːl ˌaʊɚ pɹˈeɪzᵻz mˈiːt; hˈɪɹ dˈuː wiː lˈiːv ðˈiː, vˈɪktɚ stˈɪl, fɔːɹ ˈɑːɹt bˈɛndz nˌɑːt tə dˈɛθz stˈɜːn wˈɪl!