text_original: O Friend! The lip is brave, the heart is weak. Stay near. The runner faints  the torch falls pale. Save me the flame that mounteth ever higher!
text_transcription: O FRIEND THE LIP IS BRAVE THE HEART IS WEAK STAY NEAR THE RUNNER FAINTS THE TORCH FALLS PALE SAVE ME THE FLAME THAT MOUNTETH EVER HIGHER
phonemes: ˈoʊ fɹˈɛnd! ðə lˈɪp ɪz bɹˈeɪv, ðə hˈɑːɹt ɪz wˈiːk. stˈeɪ nˈɪɹ. ðə ɹˈʌnɚ fˈeɪnts ðə tˈɔːɹtʃ fˈɔːlz pˈeɪl. sˈeɪv mˌiː ðə flˈeɪm ðæt mˈaʊntəθ ˈɛvɚ hˈaɪɚ!