text_original: Though outwardly a gloomy shroud The inner half of every cloud Is bright and shining: I therefore turn my clouds about, And always wear them inside out To show the lining.
text_transcription: THOUGH OUTWARDLY A GLOOMY SHROUD THE INNER HALF OF EVERY CLOUD IS BRIGHT AND SHINING I THEREFORE TURN MY CLOUDS ABOUT AND ALWAYS WEAR THEM INSIDE OUT TO SHOW THE LINING
phonemes: ðˌoʊ ˈaʊtwɚdli ɐ ɡlˈuːmi ʃɹˈaʊd ðɪ ˈɪnɚ hˈæf ʌv ˈɛvɹi klˈaʊd ɪz bɹˈaɪt ænd ʃˈaɪnɪŋ: aɪ ðˈɛɹfɔːɹ tˈɜːn maɪ klˈaʊdz ɐbˈaʊt, ænd ˈɔːlweɪz wˈɛɹ ðˌɛm ɪnsˈaɪd ˈaʊt tə ʃˈoʊ ðə lˈaɪnɪŋ.