text_original: Pale privet petals white as milk Are blown into a snowy mass: The roses lie upon the grass Like little shreds of crimson silk.
text_transcription: PALE PRIVED PETALS WHITE AS MILK ARE BLOWN INTO A SNOWY MASS THE ROSES LIE UPON THE GRASS LIKE LITTLE SHREDS OF CRIMSON SILK
phonemes: pˈeɪl pɹˈɪvɪt pˈɛɾəlz wˈaɪt æz mˈɪlk ɑːɹ blˈoʊn ˌɪntʊ ɐ snˈoʊi mˈæs: ðə ɹˈoʊzᵻz lˈaɪ əpˌɑːn ðə ɡɹˈæs lˈaɪk lˈɪɾəl ʃɹˈɛdz ʌv kɹˈɪmsən sˈɪlk.