text_original: Ah, sweet surprise! did not think such shining Upon the gloom Of this cold room Could fall. Your even, strong, calm breath Calls life from death. The warm light lies At your triumphant feet, faint with desire To reach you. See! The lining Of violet and of silver in that sheath of fire!
text_transcription: SWEET SURPRISE DID NOT THINK SUCH SHINING UPON THE GLOOM OF THIS COLD ROOM COULD FALL YOUR EVEN STRONG CALM BREATH CALLS LIFE FROM DEATH THE WARM LIGHT LIES AT YOUR TRIUMPHANT FEET FAINT WITH DESIRE TO REACH YOU SEE THE LINING OF VIOLET AND OF SILVER IN THAT SHEATH OF FIRE
phonemes: ˈɑː, swˈiːt sɚpɹˈaɪz! dɪdnˌɑːt θˈɪŋk sˈʌtʃ ʃˈaɪnɪŋ əpˌɑːn ðə ɡlˈuːm ʌv ðɪs kˈoʊld ɹˈuːm kʊd fˈɔːl. jʊɹ ˈiːvən, stɹˈɔŋ, kˈɑːm bɹˈɛθ kˈɔːlz lˈaɪf fɹʌm dˈɛθ. ðə wˈɔːɹm lˈaɪt lˈaɪz æt jʊɹ tɹaɪˈʌmfənt fˈiːt, fˈeɪnt wɪð dɪzˈaɪɚ tə ɹˈiːtʃ juː. sˈiː! ðə lˈaɪnɪŋ ʌv vˈaɪəlɪt ænd ʌv sˈɪlvɚɹ ɪn ðæt ʃˈiːθ ʌv fˈaɪɚ!