text_original: Though all the birds be silent,—thoughThe fettered stream's soft voice be still,And on the leafless bough the snowBe rested, marble like and chill,—Yet will the fancy build, from these,The transient but well pleasing dreamOf leaf and bloom among the trees,And sunlight glancing on the stream.
text_transcription: THOUGH ALL THE BIRDS BE SILENT THOUGH THE FETTERED STREAM'S SOFT VOICE BE STILL AND ON THE LEAFLESS BOW THE SNOW BE RESTED MARBLE LIKE AND CHILL YET WILL THE FANCY BUILD FROM THESE THE TRANSIENT BUT WELL PLEASING DREAM OF LEAF AND BLOOM MONG THE TREES AND SUNLIGHT GLANCING ON THE STREAM
phonemes: ðˌoʊ ˈɔːl ðə bˈɜːdz biː sˈaɪlənt,—ðˌoʊ ðə fˈɛɾɚd stɹˈiːmz sˈɔft vˈɔɪs biː stˈɪl,ænd ɔnðə lˈiːfləs bˈaʊ ðə snˈoʊ biː ɹˈɛstᵻd, mˈɑːɹbəl lˈaɪk ænd tʃˈɪl,—jˈɛt wɪl ðə fˈænsi bˈɪld, fɹʌm ðˈiːz,ðə tɹˈænsiənt bˌʌt wˈɛl plˈiːzɪŋ dɹˈiːm ʌv lˈiːf ænd blˈuːm ɐmˌʌŋ ðə tɹˈiːz,ænd sˈʌnlaɪt ɡlˈænsɪŋ ɔnðə stɹˈiːm.