text_original: We tell you, tapping on our brows, The story as it should be,   As if the story of a house Were told, or ever could be; We'll have no kindly veil between Her visions and those we have seen,   As if we guessed what hers have been, Or what they are or would be.
text_transcription: WE TELL YOU TAPPING ON OUR BROWS THE STORY AS IT SHOULD BE AS IF THE STORY OF A HOUSE WERE TOLD OR EVER COULD BE WE'LL HAVE NO KINDLY VEIL BETWEEN HER VISIONS AND THOSE WE HAVE SEEN AS IF WE GUESSED WHAT HERS HAVE BEEN OR WHAT THEY ARE OR WOULD BE
phonemes: wiː tˈɛl juː, tˈæpɪŋ ˌɔn ˌaʊɚ bɹˈaʊz, ðə stˈɔːɹi æz ɪt ʃˌʊd bˈiː,   æz ɪf ðə stˈɔːɹi əvə hˈaʊs wɜː tˈoʊld, ɔːɹ ˈɛvɚ kʊd bˈiː; wiːl hæv nˈoʊ kˈaɪndli vˈeɪl bᵻtwˌiːn hɜː vˈɪʒənz ænd ðoʊz wiː hæv sˈiːn,   æz ɪf wiː ɡˈɛst wʌt hˈɜːz hɐvbɪn, ɔːɹ wʌt ðeɪ ɑːɹ ɔːɹ wʊd bˈiː.