text_original: Above the nicotiana's blooms' Narcotic horns it waves its plumes, Made drowsy with the drugged perfumes. It seems some Fairy Queen who goes 'Mid trumpets lifted in long rows Of white whereon the Elfworld blows. Attendant and triumphant strains Of fragrance, greeting her who reigns, Who takes the air in fairy lanes Of flowers, that the moonlight stains.
text_transcription: ABOVE THE NICOTIANA'S BLOOMS NARCOTIC HORNS IT WAVES ITS PLUMES MADE DROWSY WITH THE DRUG PERFUMES IT SEEMS SOME FAIR QUEEN WHO GOES MID TRUMPETS LIFTED IN LONG ROWS OF WHITE WHEREON THE WEALTHWORLD BLOWS ATTENDANT AND TRIUMPHANT STRAINS OF FRAGRANCE GREETING HER WHO REIGNS WHO TAKES THE AIR IN FAIRY LANES OF FLOWERS THAT THE MOONLIGHT STAINS
phonemes: əbˌʌv ðə nˌɪkoʊʃiˈɑːnəz blˈuːmz nɑːɹkˈɑːɾɪk hˈɔːɹnz ɪt wˈeɪvz ɪts plˈuːmz, mˌeɪd dɹˈaʊsi wɪððə dɹˈʌɡd pˈɜːfjuːmz. ɪt sˈiːmz sˌʌm fˈɛɹi kwˈiːn hˌuː ɡoʊz mˈɪd tɹˈʌmpɪts lˈɪftᵻd ɪn lˈɔŋ ɹˈoʊz ʌv wˈaɪt wˈɛɹɑːn ðɪ ˈɛlfwɜːld blˈoʊz. ɐtˈɛndənt ænd tɹaɪˈʌmfənt stɹˈeɪnz ʌv fɹˈeɪɡɹəns, ɡɹˈiːɾɪŋ hɜː hˌuː ɹˈeɪnz, hˌuː tˈeɪks ðɪ ˈɛɹ ɪn fˈɛɹi lˈeɪnz ʌv flˈaʊɚz, ðætðə mˈuːnlaɪt stˈeɪnz.