text_original: THE CAGED EAGLE Dost hear the west wind calling thee afar, O thou that hast beheld the night withdrawn, And past the crystal thresholds of the dawn Soared on the pathway of the morning star?
text_transcription: THE CAGED EAGLE DOST HEAR THE WEST WIND CALLING THEE AFAR O THOU THAT HAST BEHELD THE NIGHT WITHDRAWN AND PAST THE CRYSTAL THRESHOLDS OF THE DAWN SOARED ON THE PATHWAY OF THE MORNING STAR
phonemes: ðə kˈeɪdʒd ˈiːɡəl dˈɑːst hˈɪɹ ðə wˈɛst wˈɪnd kˈɔːlɪŋ ðiː ɐfˈɑːɹ, ˈoʊ ðˈaʊ ðæt hˈeɪst bᵻhˈɛld ðə nˈaɪt wɪθdɹˈɔːn, ænd pˈæst ðə kɹˈɪstəl θɹˈɛʃoʊldz ʌvðə dˈɔːn sˈɔːɹd ɔnðə pˈæθweɪ ʌvðə mˈɔːɹnɪŋ stˈɑːɹ?