text_original: Now, tho' the sapphire walls of noon forbid Your beams compassionate, Witheld by light, as love by silence hid, Unchanging ye await. Till Day, whom all the swords of sunset bar From Edens daily lost.
text_transcription: NOW THOUGH THE SAPPHIRE WALLS OF NOON FORBID YOUR BEAMS COMPASSIONATE WITHHELD BY LIGHT AS LOVE BY SILENCE HID UNCHANGING YOU WAIT TILL THEY WHOM ALL THE SWORDS OF SUNSET BAR FROM EDEN'S DAILY LOST
phonemes: nˈaʊ, ðˈoʊ ðə sˈæfaɪɚ wˈɔːlz ʌv nˈuːn fɚbˈɪd jʊɹ bˈiːmz kəmpˈæʃənət, wˈɪðɛld baɪ lˈaɪt, æz lˈʌv baɪ sˈaɪləns hˈɪd, ʌntʃˈeɪndʒɪŋ jiː ɐwˈeɪt. tˈɪl dˈeɪ, hˈuːm ˈɔːl ðə sˈɔːɹdz ʌv sˈʌnsɛt bˈɑːɹ fɹʌm ˈiːdənz dˈeɪli lˈɔst.