text_original: 73 THEY For if thro' thee, whate'er the cost, Pure light may shine in word or deed, Thy work shall live ; thou art the seed Of what can never quite be lost.
text_transcription: FOR IF THROUGH THEE WHATEVER THE COST PURE LIGHT MAY SHINE IN WORD OR DEED THY WORK SHALL LIVE THOU ART THE SEED OF WHAT CAN NEVER QUITE BE LOST
phonemes: sˈɛvənti θɹˈiː ðeɪ fɔːɹ ɪf θɹˈoʊ ðˈiː, wˈʌɾɛɹ ðə kˈɔst, pjˈʊɹ lˈaɪt mˈeɪ ʃˈaɪn ɪn wˈɜːd ɔːɹ dˈiːd, ðˌaɪ wˈɜːk ʃˌæl lˈɪv ; ðˈaʊ ˈɑːɹt ðə sˈiːd ʌv wʌt kæn nˈɛvɚ kwˈaɪt biː lˈɔst.