text_original: I bore, as women bear, until one day Soul said to flesh, "This I endure no more," And with the word uprose, tore clay apart, And what was blank before grew blanker still.
text_transcription: I BORE AS WOMEN BEAR UNTIL ONE DAY SOULS SET TO FLESH THIS I ENDURE NO MORE AND WITH THE WORD UPROSE TALK LAY APART AND WHAT WAS BLANK BEFORE GREW BLANKER STILL
phonemes: aɪ bˈɔːɹ, æz wˈɪmɪn bˈɛɹ, ʌntˈɪl wˈʌn dˈeɪ sˈoʊl sˈɛd tə flˈɛʃ, "ðɪs aɪ ɛndˈʊɹ nˈoʊmˌɔːɹ," ænd wɪððə wˈɜːd ˈʌpɹoʊz, tˈɔːɹ klˈeɪ ɐpˈɑːɹt, ænd wʌt wʌz blˈæŋk bᵻfˌɔːɹ ɡɹˈuː blˈæŋkɚ stˈɪl.