text_original: " Blow with your breath often upon the* fire divine," writes Mar  garet to him; "set alight the wood that is still green."
text_transcription: BLOW WITH YOUR BREATH OFTEN UPON THE FIRE DIVINE WRITES MARGARET TO HIM SET ALIGHT THE WOOD THAT IS STILL GREEN
phonemes: " blˈoʊ wɪð jʊɹ bɹˈɛθ ˈɔfən əpˌɑːn ðɪ ˈæstɚɹˌɪsk fˈaɪɚ dᵻvˈaɪn," ɹˈaɪts mˈɑːɹ ɡˈæɹət tə hˌɪm; "sˈɛt ɐlˈaɪt ðə wˈʊd ðæt ɪz stˈɪl ɡɹˈiːn."