text_original: Have you missed in your aim? Well, the mark is still shining. Did you faint in the race? Well, take breath for the next. Did the clouds drive you back? But see yonder their lining. Were you tempted and fell? Let it serve for a text. As each year hurries by let it join that procession Of skeleton shapes that march down to the Past, While you take your place in the line of Progression, With your eyes on the heavens, your face to the blast.
text_transcription: HAVE YOU MISSED IN YOUR AIM WELL THE MARK IS STILL SHINING DID YOU FAINT IN THE RAYS WELL TAKE BREATH FOR THE NEXT DID THE CLOUDS DRIVE YOU BACK BUT SEE YONDER THEY'RE LINING WERE YOU TEMPTED AND FELL LET IT SERVE FOR A TEXT AS EACH YEAR HURRIES BY LET IT JOIN THAT PROCESSION OF SKELETON SHAPES THAT MARCH DOWN TO THE PAST WHILE YOU TAKE YOUR PLACE IN THE LINE OF PROGRESSION WITH YOUR EYES ON THE HEAVENS YOUR FACE TO THE BLEST
phonemes: hæv juː mˈɪst ɪn jʊɹ ˈeɪm? wˈɛl, ðə mˈɑːɹk ɪz stˈɪl ʃˈaɪnɪŋ. dˈɪd juː fˈeɪnt ɪnðə ɹˈeɪs? wˈɛl, tˈeɪk bɹˈɛθ fɚðə nˈɛkst. dˈɪd ðə klˈaʊdz dɹˈaɪv juː bˈæk? bˌʌt sˈiː jˈɑːndɚ ðɛɹ lˈaɪnɪŋ. wɜː juː tˈɛmptᵻd ænd fˈɛl? lˈɛt ɪt sˈɜːv fɚɹə tˈɛkst. æz ˈiːtʃ jˈɪɹ hˈɜːɹiz baɪ lˈɛt ɪt dʒˈɔɪn ðæt pɹəsˈɛʃən ʌv skˈɛlᵻtən ʃˈeɪps ðæt mˈɑːɹtʃ dˌaʊn tə ðə pˈæst, wˌaɪl juː tˈeɪk jʊɹ plˈeɪs ɪnðə lˈaɪn ʌv pɹəɡɹˈɛʃən, wɪð jʊɹ ˈaɪz ɔnðə hˈɛvənz, jʊɹ fˈeɪs tə ðə blˈæst.