text_original: Then he climbed the tower of the Old North Church, By the wooden stairs, with stealthy tread, To the belfry chamber overhead, And startled the pigeons from their perch On the sombre rafters, that round him made Masses and moving shapes of shade,   By the trembling ladder, steep and tall, To the highest window in the wall, Where he paused to listen and look down A moment on the roofs of the town, And the moonlight flowing over all.
text_transcription: THEN HE CLIMBED THE TOWER OF THE OLD NORTH CHURCH BUT BY THE WOODEN STAIRS WITH STEALTHY TREAD TO THE BELFRY CHAMBER OVERHEAD AND STARTLED THE PIGEONS FROM THEIR PERCH ON THE SOMBRE RAFTERS THAT ROUND HIM MADE MASSES AND MOVING SHAPES OF SHADE BY THE TREMBLING LADDER STEEP AND TALL TO THE HIGHEST WINDOW IN THE WALL WHERE HE PAUSED TO LISTEN AND LOOK DOWN A MOMENT ON THE ROOFS OF THE TOWN AND THE MOONLIGHT FLOWING OVER ALL
phonemes: ðˈɛn hiː klˈaɪmd ðə tˈaʊɚɹ ʌvðɪ ˈoʊld nˈɔːɹθ tʃˈɜːtʃ, baɪ ðə wˈʊdən stˈɛɹz, wɪð stˈɛlθi tɹˈɛd, tə ðə bˈɛlfɹi tʃˈeɪmbɚɹ ˌoʊvɚhˈɛd, ænd stˈɑːɹɾəld ðə pˈɪdʒənz fɹʌm ðɛɹ pˈɜːtʃ ɔnðə sˈɑːmbɚ ɹˈæftɚz, ðæt ɹˈaʊnd hˌɪm mˌeɪd mˈæsᵻz ænd mˈuːvɪŋ ʃˈeɪps ʌv ʃˈeɪd,   baɪ ðə tɹˈɛmblɪŋ lˈædɚ, stˈiːp ænd tˈɔːl, tə ðə hˈaɪɪst wˈɪndoʊ ɪnðə wˈɔːl, wˌɛɹ hiː pˈɔːzd tə lˈɪsən ænd lˈʊk dˌaʊn ɐ mˈoʊmənt ɔnðə ɹˈuːfs ʌvðə tˈaʊn, ænd ðə mˈuːnlaɪt flˈoʊɪŋ ˌoʊvɚɹ ˈɔːl.