1.after all what can we ever gain in forever looking
ˈɑːftə ˈɔːl ˈwɒt ˈkən ˈwiː ˈevə ˈgeɪn ˈɪn fəˈrevə ˈlʊkɪŋ
back and blaming ourselves if our lives have not
ˈbæk ˈənd /ˈbleɪmɪŋ/ aʊəˈselvz ˈɪf ˈaʊə ˈlaɪvz ˈhəv ˈnɒt
turned out
quite as we might have wished
/tɜːnd aʊt kwaɪt
æz wi maɪt həv wɪʃt/
The hard
reality is surely that for the likes of you and me
/ðə hɑːd
riːˈælɪtɪ ɪz ˈʃʊəlɪ ðæt fə ðə laɪks əv jʊ ənd miː/
there is
little choice other than to leave our fate ultimately in the hands of those /ðeə ɪz ˈlɪtl ʧɔɪs ˈʌðə ðæn tə liːv ˈaʊə feɪt ˈʌltɪmɪtlɪ ɪn ðə
hændz əv ðəʊz
great
gentlemen at the hub of this world who employ our services
greɪt ˈʤentl
ət ðə hʌb əv ðɪs wɜːld huː ɪmˈplɔɪ ˈaʊə ˈsɜːvɪsɪz/
what is the
point in worrying oneself too much about what one /wɒt ɪz ðə pɔɪnt ɪn ˈwʌrɪɪŋ wʌnˈself tuː mʌʧ əˈbaʊt wɒt wʌn
could or could
not have done to control the course one's life took
kʊd ə kʊd nɒt həv
dʌn tə kənˈtrəʊl ðə kɔːs wʌnz laɪf tʊk/
Surely it is
enough that the likes of you and me at least try to make
/ˈʃʊəlɪ
ɪt ɪz ɪˈnʌf ðæt ðə laɪks əv jʊ ənd miː ət liːst traɪ tə meɪk
a small
contrbution count for something true and worthy
ə smɔːl
(contrbution) (count) fə ˈsʌmθɪŋ truː ənd ˈwɜːðɪ/
2.but i knew i was not forgotten and my face
/bʌt aɪ njuː aɪ wəz
nɒt fəˈgɒtn ənd maɪ feɪs
never acquired the haunted accusing look which.
ˈnevə əˈkwaɪəd ðə
ˈhɔːntɪd əˈkjuːzɪŋ lʊk wɪʧ
stamped the face of the other scholars and most of the teachers
too
stæmpt ðə feɪs əv ðiː
ˈʌðə ˈskɒləz ənd məʊst əv ðə ˈtiːʧəz tuː/
there were pictures of myfriends in my memory /ðeə wɜː ˈpɪkʧəz əv
(myfriends) ɪn maɪ ˈmemərɪ
that never stoopped shining on my days.
ðæt ˈnevə stuːpt
ˈʃaɪnɪŋ ɒn maɪ ˈdeɪz/
3.
bad billed
canvas descent freeze hair groan muscle stationary met cinema learn sitting see
sea hot
/bæd bɪld ˈkænvəs
dɪˈsent friːz heə grəʊn ˈmʌsl ˈsteɪʃnərɪ met ˈsɪnəmə lɜːn ˈsɪtɪŋ siː siː hɒt/
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