text_original: That which is lost we did not own; We only held it for a day— A leaf by careless breezes blown; No fate could take our own away.
text_transcription: THAT WHICH IS LOST WE DID NOT OWN WE ONLY HELD IT FOR A DAY A LEAF BY CARELESS BREEZES BLOWN NO FATE COULD TAKE OUR OWN AWAY
phonemes: ðæt wˌɪtʃ ɪz lˈɔst wiː dɪdnˌɑːt ˈoʊn; wiː ˈoʊnli hˈɛld ɪt fɚɹə dˈeɪ— ɐ lˈiːf baɪ kˈɛɹləs bɹˈiːzᵻz blˈoʊn; nˈoʊ fˈeɪt kʊd tˈeɪk ˌaʊɚɹ ˈoʊn ɐwˈeɪ.