text_original: So I don't want to linger in this re decked dwelling, I feel too uneasy at the contrasts I behold, And I make again for Mellstock to return here never, And rejoin the roomy silence, and the mute and manifold Souls of old.
text_transcription: SO I DON'T WANT TO LINGER IN THIS REDECKED DWELLING I FEEL TOO UNEASY AT THE CONTRASTS I BEHOLD AND I MAKE AGAIN FOR MAILSTOCK TO RETURN HERE NEVER AND REJOIN THE ROOMY SILENCE AND THE MUTE AND MANIFOLD SOULS OF OLD
phonemes: sˌoʊ aɪ dˈoʊnt wˈɔnt tə lˈɪŋɡɚɹ ɪn ðɪs ɹˌiː dˈɛkt dwˈɛlɪŋ, aɪ fˈiːl tˈuː ʌnˈiːzi æt ðə kˈɑːntɹæsts aɪ bᵻhˈoʊld, ænd aɪ mˌeɪk ɐɡˈɛn fɔːɹ mˈɛlstɑːk tə ɹᵻtˈɜːn hˈɪɹ nˈɛvɚ, ænd ɹᵻdʒˈɔɪn ðə ɹˈuːmi sˈaɪləns, ænd ðə mjˈuːt ænd mˈænɪfˌoʊld sˈoʊlz ʌv ˈoʊld.