text_original: Nature, who doth clothe the bird, Should have hid thee in the earth. Till the cuckoo's song was heard, And the Spring let loose her mirth. Nature,— deep and mystic word!
text_transcription: NATURE WHO DOTH CLOTHE THE BIRD SHOULD HAVE HID THEE IN THE EARTH TILL THE CUCKOO'S SONG WAS HEARD AND THE SPRING LET LOOSE HER MIRTH NATURE DEEP AND MYSTIC WORD
phonemes: nˈeɪtʃɚ, hˌuː dʌθ klˈoʊð ðə bˈɜːd, ʃˌʊdəv hˈɪd ðiː ɪnðɪ ˈɜːθ. tˈɪl ðə kˈʊkuːz sˈɔŋ wʌz hˈɜːd, ænd ðə spɹˈɪŋ lˈɛt lˈuːs hɜː mˈɜːθ. nˈeɪtʃɚ,— dˈiːp ænd mˈɪstɪk wˈɜːd!