text_original: By little languages of love Her finer audience to prove; A tenderness untried, to fit To soul and sense so exquisite; The blessed Orpheus to be At last, to such Eurydice! * * * * * III. I listened in hell! I listened in hell! Down in the dark I heard your soul Singing mine out to the holy sun. Deep in the dark I heard your feet Ringing the way of Love in hell.
text_transcription: UL BY LITTLE LANGUAGES OF LOVE HER FINER AUDIENCE TO PROVE A TENDERNESS UNTRIED TO FIT TO SOUL AND SENSE SO EXQUISITE THE BLESSED OBVIOUS TO BE AT LAST TO SUCH HUREDITY SEE THREE I LISTENED IN HELL I LISTENED IN HELL DOWN IN THE DARK I HEARD YOUR SOUL SINGING MINE OUT TO THE HOLY SUN DEEP IN THE DARK I HEARD YOUR FEET RINGING THE WAY OF LOVE IN HELL
phonemes: baɪ lˈɪɾəl lˈæŋɡwɪdʒᵻz ʌv lˈʌv hɜː fˈaɪnɚɹ ˈɔːdiəns tə pɹˈuːv; ɐ tˈɛndɚnəs ʌntɹˈaɪd, tə fˈɪt tə sˈoʊl ænd sˈɛns sˌoʊ ɛkskwˈɪsɪt; ðə blˈɛst ˈɔːɹfɪəs təbi æt lˈæst, tə sˈʌtʃ jˈuːɹɪdɪs! ˈæstɚɹˌɪsk ˈæstɚɹˌɪsk ˈæstɚɹˌɪsk ɹˌoʊmən θɹˈiː. aɪ lˈɪsənd ɪn hˈɛl! aɪ lˈɪsənd ɪn hˈɛl! dˌaʊn ɪnðə dˈɑːɹk aɪ hˈɜːd jʊɹ sˈoʊl sˈɪŋɪŋ mˈaɪn ˈaʊt tə ðə hˈoʊli sˈʌn. dˈiːp ɪnðə dˈɑːɹk aɪ hˈɜːd jʊɹ fˈiːt ɹˈɪŋɪŋ ðə wˈeɪ ʌv lˈʌv ɪn hˈɛl.