text_original: And now, farewell!  Time, unrevoked, has run His wonted course; yet what I wished is done. I*y contemplation's help, not sought in vain, I seem to have lived my childhood o'er again, — To have renewed the joys that once were mine.
text_transcription: AND NOW FAREWELL TIME UNREVOKED HAS RUN HIS WONTED COURSE YET WHAT I WISHED IS DONE BY CONTEMPLATION'S HELP NOT SOUGHT IN VAIN I SEEM TO HAVE LIVED MY CHILDHOOD OVER AGAIN TO HAVE RENEWED THE JOYS THAT ONCE WERE MINE
phonemes: ænd nˈaʊ, fɛɹwˈɛl!  tˈaɪm, ˌʌnɹᵻvˈoʊkt, hɐz ɹˈʌn hɪz wˈɔntᵻd kˈɔːɹs; jˈɛt wʌt aɪ wˈɪʃt ɪz dˈʌn. aɪ ˈæstɚɹˌɪsk wˈaɪ kˌɑːntəmplˈeɪʃənz hˈɛlp, nˌɑːt sˈɔːt ɪn vˈeɪn, aɪ sˈiːm tə hæv lˈɪvd maɪ tʃˈaɪldhʊd ˈɔːɹ ɐɡˈɛn, — tə hæv ɹᵻnˈuːd ðə dʒˈɔɪz ðæt wˈʌns wɜː mˈaɪn.