text_original: TO CYRIACK SKINNER. Cyriack, this three years' day, these eyes, though clear, To outward view, of blemish or of spot, Bereft of light, their seeing have forgot: Nor to their idle orbs doth sight appear Of sun, or moon, or stars, throughout the year, Or man or woman, yet I argue not Against Heaven's hand or will, nor bate a jot Of heart or hope; but still bear up and steer Right onward.
text_transcription: TO SYRIAC SKINNA SYRIAC THIS THREE YEARS DAY THESE EYES THOUGH CLEAR TO OUTWARD VIEW OF BLEMISH OR OF SPOT BEREFT OF LIFE THEIR SEEING HAVE FORGOT NOR TO THEIR IDLE ORBES DOES SIGHT APPEAR OF SUN OR MOON OR STARS THROUGHOUT THE YEAR OR MAN OR WOMAN YET I ARGUE NOT AGAINST HEAVEN'S HAND OR WILL NOR BADE THE JOT OF HEART OR HOPE BUT STILL BEAR UP AND STEER RIGHT ONWARD
phonemes: tuː sˈɪɹɪˌæk skˈɪnɚ. sˈɪɹɪˌæk, ðɪs θɹˈiː jˈɪɹz dˈeɪ, ðiːz ˈaɪz, ðˌoʊ klˈɪɹ, tʊ ˈaʊtwɚd vjˈuː, ʌv blˈɛmɪʃ ɔːɹ ʌv spˈɑːt, bᵻɹˈɛft ʌv lˈaɪt, ðɛɹ sˈiːɪŋ hæv fɚɡˈɑːt: nˈɔːɹ tə ðɛɹ ˈaɪdəl ˈɔːɹbz dʌθ sˈaɪt ɐpˈɪɹ ʌv sˈʌn, ɔːɹ mˈuːn, ɔːɹ stˈɑːɹz, θɹuːˈaʊt ðə jˈɪɹ, ɔːɹ mˈæn ɔːɹ wˈʊmən, jˈɛt aɪ ˈɑːɹɡjuː nˌɑːt ɐɡˈɛnst hˈɛvənz hˈænd ɔːɹ wˈɪl, nˈɔːɹ bˈeɪt ɐ dʒˈɑːt ʌv hˈɑːɹt ɔːɹ hˈoʊp; bˌʌt stˈɪl bˈɛɹ ˌʌp ænd stˈɪɹ ɹˈaɪt ˈɑːnwɚd.