text_original: With dovelike wings Peace o'er yon village broods ; The dizzying mill wheel rests; the anvil's din Hath ceased; all, all around is quietness. Less fearful on this day, the limping hare IV — 13 194 THE HIGHER LIFE. Stops, and looks back, and stops, and looks on man, Her deadliest foe.
text_transcription: WITH DOVE LIKE WINGS PEACE OVER YON VILLAGE BROODS THE DIZZYING MILL WHEEL RESTS THE ANVIL SIN HAS CEASED ALL ALL AROUND IS QUIETNESS LESS FEARFUL ON THIS DAY THE LIMPING HARE STOPS AND LOOKS BACK AND STOPS AND LOOKS ON MAN HER DEADLIEST FOE
phonemes: wɪð dˈʌvlaɪk wˈɪŋz pˈiːs ˈɔːɹ jˈɑːn vˈɪlɪdʒ bɹˈuːdz ; ðə dˈɪzɪɪŋ mˈɪl wˈiːl ɹˈɛsts; ðɪ ˈænvəlz dˈɪn hæθ sˈiːst; ˈɔːl, ˈɔːl ɚɹˈaʊnd ɪz kwˈaɪətnəs. lˈɛs fˈɪɹfəl ˌɔn ðɪs dˈeɪ, ðə lˈɪmpɪŋ hˈɛɹ ɹˌoʊmən fˈɔːɹ — θˈɜːtiːn wˈʌnhˈʌndɹɪd nˈaɪnti fˈɔːɹ ðə hˈaɪɚ lˈaɪf. stˈɑːps, ænd lˈʊks bˈæk, ænd stˈɑːps, ænd lˈʊks ˌɔn mˈæn, hɜː dˈɛdliɪst fˈoʊ.