text_original: Looking forth, Out to the western sky still bright with noon, I feel well spurred and booted for the strife That ends not till Nirvana is attained.
text_transcription: LOOKING FORTH OUT TO THE WESTERN SKY STILL BRIGHT WITH NOON I FEEL WELL SPURRED AND BOOTED FOR THE STRIFE THAT ENDS NOT TILL NIRVANA IS ATTAINED
phonemes: lˈʊkɪŋ fˈɔːɹθ, ˈaʊt tə ðə wˈɛstɚn skˈaɪ stˈɪl bɹˈaɪt wɪð nˈuːn, aɪ fˈiːl wˈɛl spˈɜːd ænd bˈuːɾᵻd fɚðə stɹˈaɪf ðæt ˈɛndz nˌɑːt tˈɪl nɜːvˈɑːnə ɪz ɐtˈeɪnd.