text_original: 113 WHITE MAGIC Keep ye her brow with starshine crost And bind with ghostly light her hair, O powers benign, lest I accost Song's peaceless angel unaware I One eve her whisper came to earth, As eastward woke a thorny star.
text_transcription: A WHITE MAGIC KEEP YE HER BROW WITH STARSHINE CROSSED AND BIND WITH GHOSTLY LIGHT HER HAIR O POWERS BENIGN LEST I ACCOST SONG'S PEACELESS ANGEL UNAWARE ONE EVE HER WHISPER CAME TO EARTH AS EASTWARD WOKE A THORNY STAR
phonemes: wˈʌnhˈʌndɹɪd θˈɜːtiːn wˈaɪt mˈædʒɪk kˈiːp jiː hɜː bɹˈaʊ wɪð stˈɑːɹʃaɪn kɹˈɑːst ænd bˈaɪnd wɪð ɡˈoʊstli lˈaɪt hɜː hˈɛɹ, ˈoʊ pˈaʊɚz bᵻnˈaɪn, lˈɛst aɪ ɐkˈɔst sˈɔŋz pˈiːsləs ˈeɪndʒəl ˌʌnəwˈɛɹ aɪ wˈʌn ˈiːv hɜː wˈɪspɚ kˈeɪm tʊ ˈɜːθ, æz ˈiːstwɚd wˈoʊk ɐ θˈɔːɹni stˈɑːɹ.