text_original: The poppies there that glisten, Whose gaudy garments glow, Are eunuchs who guard and listen Round his seraglio Of roses, myrrhed and musky; Some whiter than a dove, And others, deep and dusky, His odalisks of love.
text_transcription: THE POPPIES THERE THAT GLISTEN WHOSE GAUDY GARMENTS GLOW ARE UNIQUE TO GARDEN LISTEN ROUND HIS ROALIO OF ROSES MYRT AND MUSKY SOME WHITER THAN A DOVE AND OTHERS STEEP AND DUSKY HIS AUTELISKS OF LOVE
phonemes: ðə pˈɑːpɪz ðɛɹ ðæt ɡlˈɪsən, hˌuːz ɡˈɔːdi ɡˈɑːɹmənts ɡlˈoʊ, ɑːɹ jˈuːnəkz hˌuː ɡˈɑːɹd ænd lˈɪsən ɹˈaʊnd hɪz səɹˈæɡlɪˌoʊ ʌv ɹˈoʊzᵻz, mˈɜːd ænd mˈʌski; sˌʌm wˈaɪɾɚ ðˌænə dˈʌv, ænd ˈʌðɚz, dˈiːp ænd dˈʌski, hɪz ˈoʊdəlˌɪsks ʌv lˈʌv.