text_original: All other woes will find relief, And time alleviate every grief; Memory, though slowly, will decay, And Sorrow's empire pass away.
text_transcription: ALL OTHER WOES WILL FIND RELIEF AND TIME ALLEVIATE EVERY GRIEF MEMORY THOUGH SLOWLY WILL DECAY AND SORROW'S EMPIRE PASS AWAY
phonemes: ˈɔːl ˈʌðɚ wˈoʊz wɪl fˈaɪnd ɹᵻlˈiːf, ænd tˈaɪm ɐlˈiːvɪˌeɪt ˈɛvɹi ɡɹˈiːf; mˈɛmɚɹi, ðˌoʊ slˈoʊli, wɪl dᵻkˈeɪ, ænd sˈɑːɹoʊz ˈɛmpaɪɚ pˈæs ɐwˈeɪ.