text_original: The present, past, and future, All one they are to me, I pass along their boundaries, Unlimited, and free." A strange, calm change stole o'er me, My spirit seemed to rise In gentle, tireless motion, Just as the sea bird flies.
text_transcription: THE PRESENT PAST AND FUTURE ALL ONE THEY ARE TO ME I PASS ALONG THEIR BOUNDARIES UNLIMITED AND FREE A STRANGE CALM CHANGE STOLE OVER ME MY SPIRIT SEEMED TO RISE IN GENTLE TIRELESS MOTION JUST AS THE SEA BIRD FLIES
phonemes: ðə pɹˈɛzənt, pˈæst, ænd fjˈuːtʃɚ, ˈɔːl wˈʌn ðeɪ ɑːɹ tə mˌiː, aɪ pˈæs ɐlˈɔŋ ðɛɹ bˈaʊndɚɹiz, ʌnlˈɪmɪɾᵻd, ænd fɹˈiː." ɐ stɹˈeɪndʒ, kˈɑːm tʃˈeɪndʒ stˈoʊl ˈɔːɹ mˌiː, maɪ spˈɪɹɪt sˈiːmd tə ɹˈaɪz ɪn dʒˈɛntəl, tˈaɪɚləs mˈoʊʃən, dʒˈʌst æz ðə sˈiː bˈɜːd flˈaɪz.