text_original: And here be four o'clocks, just opening wide Their many colored petals to the sun, As glad to live as if the evening dun Were far away, and morning had not died
text_transcription: AND HERE BEFORE O'CLOCKS JUST OPENING WIDE THEIR MANY COLOURED PETALS TO THE SUN AS GLAD TO LIVE AS IF THE EVENING DONE WERE FAR AWAY AND MORNING HAD NOT DIED
phonemes: ænd hˈɪɹ biː fˈɔːɹ əklˈɑːks, dʒˈʌst ˈoʊpənɪŋ wˈaɪd ðɛɹ mˈɛni kˈʌlɚd pˈɛɾəlz tə ðə sˈʌn, æz ɡlˈæd tə lˈɪv æz ɪf ðɪ ˈiːvnɪŋ dˈʌn wɜː fˈɑːɹ ɐwˈeɪ, ænd mˈɔːɹnɪŋ hæd nˌɑːt dˈaɪd