text_original: God is not dumb, that he should speak no more; If thou hast wanderings in the wilderness And find'st not Sinai, 'tis thy soul is poor; There towers the mountain of the Voice no less, Which whoso seeks shall find, but he who bends, Intent on manna still and mortal ends, Sees it not, neither hears its thundered lore.
text_transcription: GOD IS NOT DUMB THAT HE SHOULD SPEAK NO MORE IF THOU HAST WANDERINGS IN THE WILDERNESS AND FINDS NOT SIENAI THIS THY SOUL IS POOR THERE TOWERS THE MOUNTAIN OF THE VOICE NO LESS WHICH WHOSO SEEKS SHALL FIND BUT HE WHO BENDS INTENT ON MANOR STILL AND MORTAL ENDS SEES IT NOT NEITHER HEARS ITS THUNDERED LORE
phonemes: ɡˈɑːd ɪz nˌɑːt dˈʌm, ðæt hiː ʃˌʊd spˈiːk nˈoʊmˌɔːɹ; ɪf ðˈaʊ hˈeɪst wˈɔndɚɹɪŋz ɪnðə wˈɪldɚnəs ænd fˈaɪndst nˌɑːt sˈaɪnaɪ, tˈɪz ðˌaɪ sˈoʊl ɪz pˈʊɹ; ðɛɹ tˈaʊɚz ðə mˈaʊntɪn ʌvðə vˈɔɪs nˈoʊ lˈɛs, wˌɪtʃ hˈuːsoʊ sˈiːks ʃˌæl fˈaɪnd, bˌʌt hiː hˌuː bˈɛndz, ɪntˈɛnt ˌɔn mˈænə stˈɪl ænd mˈɔːɹɾəl ˈɛndz, sˈiːz ɪt nˈɑːt, nˈiːðɚ hˈɪɹz ɪts θˈʌndɚd lˈɔːɹ.