text_original: And then there were the leaves that plagued him so! The brown, thin leaves that on the stones outside Skipped with a freezing whisper. Now and then They stopped, and stayed there    just to let him know How dead they were; but if the old man cried, They fluttered off like withered souls of men.
text_transcription: AND THEN THERE WERE THE LEAVES THAT PLAGUED HIM SO THE BROWN THIN LEAVES THAT ON THE STONES OUTSIDE SKIPPED WITH A FREEZING WHISPER NOW AND THEN THEY STOPPED AND STAYED THERE JUST TO LET HIM KNOW HOW DEAD THEY WERE BUT IF THE OLD MAN CRIED THEY FLUTTERED OFF LIKE WITHERED SOULS OF MEN
phonemes: ænd ðˈɛn ðɛɹwˌɜː ðə lˈiːvz ðæt plˈeɪɡd hˌɪm sˈoʊ! ðə bɹˈaʊn, θˈɪn lˈiːvz ðæt ɔnðə stˈoʊnz aʊtsˈaɪd skˈɪpt wɪð ɐ fɹˈiːzɪŋ wˈɪspɚ. nˈaʊ ænd ðˈɛn ðeɪ stˈɑːpt, ænd stˈeɪd ðɛɹ dʒˈʌst tə lˈɛt hˌɪm nˈoʊ hˌaʊ dˈɛd ðeɪ wɜː; bˌʌt ɪf ðɪ ˈoʊld mˈæn kɹˈaɪd, ðeɪ flˈʌɾɚd ˈɔf lˈaɪk wˈɪðɚd sˈoʊlz ʌv mˈɛn.