text_original: Strange mystery! It is better then To weep and yearn and vainly call, Till peace is won from pain, Than not to grieve at all! Yea, truly, though joy's note be sweet, Life does not thrill to joy alone. The harp is incomplete That has no deeper tone.
text_transcription: STRANGE MYSTERY IT IS BETTER THEN TO WEEP AND YEARN AND VAINLY CALL TILL PEACE IS WON FROM PAIN THEN NOT TO GRIEVE AT ALL YEA TRULY THOUGH JOY'S NOTE BE SWEET LIFE DOES NOT THRILL TO JOY ALONE THE HARP IS INCOMPLETE THAT HAS NO DEEPER TONE
phonemes: stɹˈeɪndʒ mˈɪstɚɹi! ɪɾ ɪz bˈɛɾɚ ðˈɛn tə wˈiːp ænd jˈɜːn ænd vˈeɪnli kˈɔːl, tˈɪl pˈiːs ɪz wˈʌn fɹʌm pˈeɪn, ðɐn nˌɑːt tə ɡɹˈiːv æɾ ˈɔːl! jˈeɪ, tɹˈuːli, ðˌoʊ dʒˈɔɪz nˈoʊt biː swˈiːt, lˈaɪf dʌznˌɑːt θɹˈɪl tə dʒˈɔɪ ɐlˈoʊn. ðə hˈɑːɹp ɪz ɪŋkəmplˈiːt ðæt hɐz nˈoʊ dˈiːpɚ tˈoʊn.