text_original: =Ambition's Trail= If all the end of this continuous striving Were simply _to attain_, How poor would seem the planning and contriving The endless urging and the hurried driving Of body, heart and brain! But ever in the wake of true achieving, There shines this glowing trail   Some other soul will be spurred on, conceiving, New strength and hope, in its own power believing, Because _thou_ didst not fail.
text_transcription: AMBITION'S TRAIL IF ALL THE END OF THIS CONTINUOUS STRIVING WERE SIMPLY TO ATTAIN HOW POOR WOULD SEEM THE PLANNING AND CONTRIVING THE ENDLESS URGING AND THE HURRIED DRIVING OF BODY HEART AND BRAIN BUT EVER IN THE WAKE OF TRUE ACHIEVING THERE SHINES THIS GLOWING TRAIL SOME OTHER SOUL WILL BE SPURRED ON CONCEIVING NEW STRENGTH AND HOPE IN ITS OWN POWER BELIEVING BECAUSE THOU DIDST NOT FAIL
phonemes: ˈiːkwəlz æmbˈɪʃənz tɹˈeɪl ˈiːkwəlz ɪf ˈɔːl ðɪ ˈɛnd ʌv ðɪs kəntˈɪnjuːəs stɹˈaɪvɪŋ wɜː sˈɪmpli tʊ ɐtˈeɪn, hˌaʊ pˈʊɹ wʊd sˈiːm ðə plˈænɪŋ ænd kəntɹˈaɪvɪŋ ðɪ ˈɛndləs ˈɜːdʒɪŋ ænd ðə hˈɜːɹid dɹˈaɪvɪŋ ʌv bˈɑːdi, hˈɑːɹt ænd bɹˈeɪn! bˌʌt ˈɛvɚɹ ɪnðə wˈeɪk ʌv tɹˈuː ɐtʃˈiːvɪŋ, ðɛɹ ʃˈaɪnz ðɪs ɡlˈoʊɪŋ tɹˈeɪl sˌʌm ˈʌðɚ sˈoʊl wɪl biː spˈɜːd ˈɔn, kənsˈiːvɪŋ, nˈuː stɹˈɛŋθ ænd hˈoʊp, ɪn ɪts ˈoʊn pˈaʊɚ bᵻlˈiːvɪŋ, bɪkˈʌz ðˈaʊ dˈɪdst nˌɑːt fˈeɪl.