text_original: Oh, words of comfort given To many hearts by sorrow borne unto the earth! "And they shall rise again!" The gates of death are riven, And forth, immortal, steps the Soul unto her birth!
text_transcription: O WORDS OF COMFORT GIVEN TO MANY HEARTS BY SORROW BORNE UNTO THE EARTH AND THEY SHALL RISE AGAIN THE GATES OF DEATH ARE RIVEN AND FORTH IMMORTAL STEPS THE SOUL UNTO HER BIRTH
phonemes: ˈoʊ, wˈɜːdz ʌv kˈʌmfɚt ɡˈɪvən tə mˈɛni hˈɑːɹts baɪ sˈɑːɹoʊ bˈɔːɹn ˌʌntʊ ðɪ ˈɜːθ! "ænd ðeɪ ʃˌæl ɹˈaɪz ɐɡˈɛn!" ðə ɡˈeɪts ʌv dˈɛθ ɑːɹ ɹˈɪvən, ænd fˈɔːɹθ, ɪmˈɔːɹɾəl, stˈɛps ðə sˈoʊl ˌʌntʊ hɜː bˈɜːθ!