text_original: And least of all he holds the human swarm — Unwitting now that envious men prepare To make their dream and its fulfilment one, When, poised above the caldrons of the storm, Their hearts, contemptuous of death, shall dare His roads between the thunder and the sun.
text_transcription: AND LEAST OF ALL HE HOLDS THE HUMAN SWARM UNWITTING NOW THAT ENVIOUS MEN PREPARE TO MAKE THEIR DREAM AND ITS FULFILMENT WON WHEN POISED ABOVE THE CAULDRONS OF THE STORM THEIR HEARTS CONTEMPTUOUS OF DEATH SHALL DARE HIS ROADS BETWEEN THE THUNDER AND THE SUN
phonemes: ænd lˈiːst ʌv ˈɔːl hiː hˈoʊldz ðə hjˈuːmən swˈɔːɹm — ʌnwˈɪɾɪŋ nˈaʊ ðæt ˈɛnviəs mˈɛn pɹɪpˈɛɹ tə mˌeɪk ðɛɹ dɹˈiːm ænd ɪts fʊlfˈɪlmənt wˌʌn, wˌɛn, pˈɔɪzd əbˌʌv ðə kˈɔldɹənz ʌvðə stˈɔːɹm, ðɛɹ hˈɑːɹts, kəntˈɛmptʃuːəs ʌv dˈɛθ, ʃˌæl dˈɛɹ hɪz ɹˈoʊdz bᵻtwˌiːn ðə θˈʌndɚ ænd ðə sˈʌn.