text_original: IN THE DARK O In the depths of midnight What fancies haunt the brain! When even the sigh of the sleeper Sounds like a sob of pain.
text_transcription: ORK BY EVA K O IN THE DEPTHS OF MIDNIGHT WHAT FANCIES HAUNT THE BRAIN WHEN EVEN THE SIGH OF THE SLEEPER SOUNDS LIKE A SOB OF PAIN
phonemes: ɪnðə dˈɑːɹk ˈoʊ ɪnðə dˈɛpθs ʌv mˈɪdnaɪt wʌt fˈænsiz hˈɔːnt ðə bɹˈeɪn! wˌɛn ˈiːvən ðə sˈaɪ ʌvðə slˈiːpɚ sˈaʊndz lˈaɪk ɐ sˈɑːb ʌv pˈeɪn.