text_original: And if the end of Ikaros be nigh, I will submit, for I shall know no pain: And falling dead to earth, shall rise again; What lowly life with such high death can vie? Then speaks my heart from out the upper air, "Whither dost lead me?
text_transcription: AND IF THE END OF ICARUS BE NIGH I WILL SUBMIT FOR I SHALL KNOW NO PAIN AND FALLING DEAD TO EARTH SHALL RISE AGAIN WHAT LOWLY LIFE WITH SUCH HIGH DEATH CAN VIE THEN SPEAKS MY HEART FROM OUT THE UPPER AIR WHITHER DOST LEAD ME
phonemes: ænd ɪf ðɪ ˈɛnd ʌv ɪkˈæɹoʊz biː nˈaɪ, aɪ wɪl səbmˈɪt, fɔːɹ aɪʃˌɐl nˈoʊ nˈoʊ pˈeɪn: ænd fˈɔːlɪŋ dˈɛd tʊ ˈɜːθ, ʃˌæl ɹˈaɪz ɐɡˈɛn; wˌʌt lˈoʊli lˈaɪf wɪð sˈʌtʃ hˈaɪ dˈɛθ kæn vˈaɪ? ðˈɛn spˈiːks maɪ hˈɑːɹt fɹʌm ˈaʊt ðɪ ˌʌpɚɹ ˈɛɹ, "wˈɪðɚ dˈɑːst lˈiːd mˌiː?