text_original: Would not we die. Desiring overmuch*? And yet we sigh, Who find on land and sea thy radiant touch And dream thou hast on earth a secret nook — A glade supremely blest In woodlands where thou wanderest unseen. 66 AN ALTJR OF "THE WES't Hath not the snowy North Or star concealing ocean of the West A court wherein thou sittest queen, A temple whence thou goest forth, An altar for our quest?
text_transcription: WOULD NOT WE DIE DESIRING OVERMUCH AND YET WE SIGH WHO FIND ON LAND AND SEA THY RADIANT TOUCH AND DREAM THOU HAST ON EARTH A SECRET NOOK A GLADE SUPREMELY BLEST IN WOODLANDS WHERE THOU WANDEREST UNSEEN HATH NOT THE SNOWY NORTH OR STAR CONCEDING OCEAN OF THE WEST A COURT WHEREIN THOU SITTEST QUEEN A TEMPLE WHENCE THOU GOEST FORTH AN ALTAR FOR OUR QUEST
phonemes: wʊd nˌɑːt wiː dˈaɪ. dɪzˈaɪɚɹɪŋ ˌoʊvɚmˈʌtʃ ˈæstɚɹˌɪsk? ænd jˈɛt wiː sˈaɪ, hˌuː fˈaɪnd ˌɔn lˈænd ænd sˈiː ðˌaɪ ɹˈeɪdiənt tˈʌtʃ ænd dɹˈiːm ðˈaʊ hˈeɪst ˌɔn ˈɜːθ ɐ sˈiːkɹᵻt nˈʊk — ɐ ɡlˈeɪd suːpɹˈiːmli blˈɛst ɪn wˈʊdləndz wˌɛɹ ðˈaʊ wˈɔndɚɹɪst ʌnsˈiːn. sˈɪksti sˈɪks ɐn ˈɔːltdʒɚɹ ʌv "ðə wˈɛst hæθ nˌɑːt ðə snˈoʊi nˈɔːɹθ ɔːɹ stˈɑːɹ kənsˈiːlɪŋ ˈoʊʃən ʌvðə wˈɛst ɐ kˈɔːɹt wˈɛɹɪn ðˈaʊ sˈɪɾɪst kwˈiːn, ɐ tˈɛmpəl wˈɛns ðˈaʊ ɡˈoʊst fˈɔːɹθ, ɐn ˈɔltɚ fɔːɹ ˌaʊɚ kwˈɛst?