text_original: Yet there, of those who lie so dreamless now, Is one whose love I knew in seasons past : O warden of my youngest dreams ! O thou I reckon with at last!
text_transcription: YET THERE OF THOSE WHO LIE SO DREAMLESS NOW IS ONE WHOSE LOVE I KNEW IN SEASONS PAST O WARDEN OF MY YOUNGEST DREAMS O THOU I RECKON WITH AT LAST
phonemes: jˈɛt ðˈɛɹ, ʌv ðoʊz hˌuː lˈaɪ sˌoʊ dɹˈiːmləs nˈaʊ, ɪz wˈʌn hˌuːz lˈʌv aɪ nˈuː ɪn sˈiːzənz pˈæst : ˈoʊ wˈɔːɹdən ʌv maɪ jˈʌŋɡɪst dɹˈiːmz ! ˈoʊ ðˈaʊ aɪ ɹˈɛkən wɪð æt lˈæst!