text_original: Nay grieve not for the dead alone Whose song has told their hearts' sad story,   Weep for the voiceless, who have known The cross without the crown of glory! Not where Leucadian breezes sweep O'er Sappho's memory haunted billow, But where the glistening night dews weep On nameless sorrow's churchyard pillow.
text_transcription: NAY GRIEVE NOT FOR THE DEAD ALONE WHOSE SONG HAS TOLD THEIR HEART SAD STORY WEEP FOR THE VOICELESS WHO HAVE KNOWN THE CROSS WITHOUT THE CROWN OF GLORY NOT WHERE LUCADIAN BREEZES SWEEP OVERSET THOSE MEMORY HAUNTED BELOW BUT WHERE THE GLISTENING NIGHT DOWS WEEP ON NAMELESS SORROW'S CHURCHYARD PILLOW
phonemes: nˈeɪ ɡɹˈiːv nˌɑːt fɚðə dˈɛd ɐlˈoʊn hˌuːz sˈɔŋ hɐz tˈoʊld ðɛɹ hˈɑːɹts sˈæd stˈɔːɹi,   wˈiːp fɚðə vˈɔɪsləs, hˌuː hæv nˈoʊn ðə kɹˈɔs wɪðˌaʊt ðə kɹˈaʊn ʌv ɡlˈɔːɹi! nˌɑːt wˌɛɹ luːkˈeɪdiən bɹˈiːzᵻz swˈiːp ˈɔːɹ sˈæfoʊz mˈɛmɚɹi hˈɔːntᵻd bˈɪloʊ, bˌʌt wˌɛɹ ðə ɡlˈɪsənɪŋ nˈaɪt dˈuːz wˈiːp ˌɔn nˈeɪmləs sˈɑːɹoʊz tʃˈɜːtʃjɑːɹd pˈɪloʊ.