text_original: BEAU AND THE WATER LILY The noon was shady, and soft airs Swept Ouse's silent tide, When 'scaped from literary cares I wandered on his side.
text_transcription: DOMENICA CAMPBELL THE NOON WAS SHADY AND SOFT AIRS SWEPT OOZE'S SILENT TIDE WHEN SCAPED FROM LITERARY CARES I WANDERED ON HIS SIDE
phonemes: bˈoʊ ænd ðə wˈɔːɾɚ lˈɪli ðə nˈuːn wʌz ʃˈeɪdi, ænd sˈɔft ˈɛɹz swˈɛpt ˈuːzᵻz sˈaɪlənt tˈaɪd, wˌɛn skˈeɪpt fɹʌm lˈɪɾɚɹˌɛɹi kˈɛɹz aɪ wˈɔndɚd ˌɔn hɪz sˈaɪd.