text_original: He may, if he but listen well, Through twilight and the silence here, Be told what there are none may tell To vanity's impatient ear; And he may never dare again Say what awaits him, or be sure What sunlit labyrinth of pain He may not enter and endure.
text_transcription: HE MAY IF HE BUT LISTEN WELL THROUGH TWILIGHT AND THE SILENCE HERE BE TOLD WHAT THERE ARE NONE MAY TELL TO VANITY'S IMPATIENT EAR AND HE MAY NEVER DARE AGAIN SAY WHAT AWAITS HIM OR BE SURE WHAT SUNLIT LABYRINTH OF PAIN HE MAY NOT ENTER AND ENDURE
phonemes: hiː mˈeɪ, ɪf hiː bˌʌt lˈɪsən wˈɛl, θɹuː twˈaɪlaɪt ænd ðə sˈaɪləns hˈɪɹ, biː tˈoʊld wʌt ðɛɹˌɑːɹ nˈʌn mˈeɪ tˈɛl tə vˈænᵻɾiz ɪmpˈeɪʃənt ˈɪɹ; ænd hiː mˈeɪ nˈɛvɚ dˈɛɹ ɐɡˈɛn sˈeɪ wʌt ɐwˈeɪts hˌɪm, ɔːɹ biː ʃˈʊɹ wʌt sˈʌnlɪt lˈæbɚɹˌɪnθ ʌv pˈeɪn hiː mˈeɪ nˌɑːt ˈɛntɚ ænd ɛndˈʊɹ.