text_original: He gave to man the measure free The gods had given to his soul; And, touched to deeper ecstasy, Bound Music to his sweet control. O Artist true! we deem thy death But entrance into fuller breath.
text_transcription: HE GAVE TO MAN THE MEASURE FREE THE GODS HAD GIVEN TO HIS SOUL AND TOUCHED TO DEEPER ECSTASY BOUND MUSIC TO HIS SWEET CONTROL O ARTIST TRUE WE DEEM THY DEATH BUT ENTRANCE INTO FULLER BREATH
phonemes: hiː ɡˈeɪv tə mˈæn ðə mˈɛʒɚ fɹˈiː ðə ɡˈɑːdz hæd ɡˈɪvən tə hɪz sˈoʊl; ænd, tˈʌtʃt tə dˈiːpɚɹ ˈɛkstəsi, bˈaʊnd mjˈuːzɪk tə hɪz swˈiːt kəntɹˈoʊl. ˈoʊ ˈɑːɹɾɪst tɹˈuː! wiː dˈiːm ðˌaɪ dˈɛθ bˌʌt ˈɛntɹəns ˌɪntʊ fˈʊlɚ bɹˈɛθ.