text_original: Or ever dare to wish him back again. S48J He may be now an amiable shade, With merry fellow phantoms unafraid Around him — ^but we do not ask. We know That he would rise and haunt us horribly. And be with us o' nights of a certainty. Did we not hear him when he told us so?
text_transcription: OR EVER DARE TO WISH HIM BACK AGAIN HE MAY BE NOW AN AMIABLE SHADE WITH MERRY FELLOW PHANTOMS UNAFRAID AROUND HIM BUT WE DO NOT ASK WE KNOW THAT HE WOULD RISE AND HAUNT US HORRIBLY AND BE WITH US OF NIGHTS OF A CERTAINTY DID WE NOT HEAR HIM WHEN HE TOLD US SO
phonemes: ɔːɹ ˈɛvɚ dˈɛɹ tə wˈɪʃ hˌɪm bˈæk ɐɡˈɛn. ˈɛs fˈɔːɹɾi ˈeɪt dʒˈeɪ hiː mˈeɪ biː nˈaʊ ɐn ˈeɪmiəbəl ʃˈeɪd, wɪð mˈɛɹi fˈɛloʊ fˈæntəmz ʌnɐfɹˈeɪd ɚɹˈaʊnd hˌɪm — bˌʌt wiː duːnˌɑːt ˈæsk. wiː nˈoʊ ðæt hiː wʊd ɹˈaɪz ænd hˈɔːnt ˌʌs hˈɔːɹɪbli. ænd biː wɪð ˌʌs ˈoʊ nˈaɪts əvə sˈɜːtənti. dˈɪd wiː nˌɑːt hˈɪɹ hˌɪm wɛn hiː tˈoʊld ˌʌs sˈoʊ?