text_original: We bow to Heaven that willed it so, That darkly rules the fate of all, That sends the respite or the blow, That 's free to give or to recall.
text_transcription: WE BOW TO HEAVEN THAT WILLED IT SO THAT DARKLY RULES THE FATE OF ALL THAT SENDS THE RESPITE OR THE BLOW THAT'S FREE TO GIVE OR TO RECALL
phonemes: wiː bˈaʊ tə hˈɛvən ðæt wˈɪld ɪt sˈoʊ, ðæt dˈɑːɹkli ɹˈuːlz ðə fˈeɪt ʌv ˈɔːl, ðæt sˈɛndz ðə ɹˈɛspɪt ɔːɹ ðə blˈoʊ, ðæt ˈɛs fɹˈiː tə ɡˈɪv ɔːɹ tə ɹᵻkˈɔːl.