text_original: So THE WILL And the centuries freighted with life Have trembled at touch of its flame, And lips where its lyric was warm Have laboured to give it a name.
text_transcription: T AND THE CENTURIES FREIGHTED WITH LIFE HAVE TREMBLED AT TO TOUCH OF ITS FLAME AND LIPS WHERE ITS LYRIC WAS WARM HAVE LABOURED TO GIVE IT A NAME
phonemes: sˌoʊ ðə wɪl ænd ðə sˈɛntʃɚɹiz fɹˈeɪɾᵻd wɪð lˈaɪf hæv tɹˈɛmbəld æt tˈʌtʃ ʌv ɪts flˈeɪm, ænd lˈɪps wˌɛɹ ɪts lˈɪɹɪk wʌz wˈɔːɹm hæv lˈeɪbɚd tə ɡˈɪv ɪɾ ɐ nˈeɪm.