text_original: On before him, until the eye To gauge the distance could no more try, To where the meadow embraced the sky, The lane still stretched, and the walls still barred The dusty lane from the meadow sward.
text_transcription: ON BEFORE HIM UNTIL THE EYE TO GAUGE THE DISTANCE COULD NO MORE TRY TO WHERE THE MEADOW EMBRACED THE SKY THE LANE STILL STRETCHED AND THE WALLS STILL BARRED THE DUSTY LANE FROM THE MEADOW SWARD
phonemes: ˌɔn bᵻfˈɔːɹ hˌɪm, ʌntˈɪl ðɪ ˈaɪ tə ɡˈeɪdʒ ðə dˈɪstəns kʊd nˈoʊmˌɔːɹ tɹˈaɪ, tə wˌɛɹ ðə mˈɛdoʊ ɛmbɹˈeɪst ðə skˈaɪ, ðə lˈeɪn stˈɪl stɹˈɛtʃt, ænd ðə wˈɔːlz stˈɪl bˈɑːɹd ðə dˈʌsti lˈeɪn fɹʌmðə mˈɛdoʊ swˈɔːɹd.