text_original: Scout, my trusty friend, can it be You see Again, in retrospective dreaming, The run, the woodland, and the lea, With past autumnal sunshine streaming O'er ev'ry frost dyed field and tree?
text_transcription: SCOUT MY TRUSTY FRIEND CAN IT BE YOU SEE AGAIN IN RETROSPECTIVE DREAMING THE RUN THE WOODLAND AND THE LEE WITH PAST AUTUMNAL SUNSHINE STREAMING O'ER EVERY FROST DYED FIELD AND TREE
phonemes: skˈaʊt, maɪ tɹˈʌsti fɹˈɛnd, kæn ɪt biː juː sˈiː ɐɡˈɛn, ɪn ɹˌɛtɹoʊspˈɛktɪv dɹˈiːmɪŋ, ðə ɹˈʌn, ðə wˈʊdlənd, ænd ðə lˈiː, wɪð pˈæst ˈɔːɾʌmnəl sˈʌnʃaɪn stɹˈiːmɪŋ ˈɔːɹ ˈɛvɹi fɹˈɔst dˈaɪd fˈiːld ænd tɹˈiː?