text_original: And the red lords kept silence for the lay; The sceptred king smiled proudly on the queen; But the mad poet, willful and serene, Sang of a rose whose life was for a day
text_transcription: AND THE RED LORDS KEPT SILENCE FOR DELAY THE SCEPTRED KING SMILED PROUDLY ON THE QUEEN BUT THE MAD POET WILFUL AND SERENE SANG OF A ROSE WHOSE LIFE WAS FOR A DAY
phonemes: ænd ðə ɹˈɛd lˈɔːɹdz kˈɛpt sˈaɪləns fɚðə lˈeɪ; ðə skˈɛptəd kˈɪŋ smˈaɪld pɹˈaʊdli ɔnðə kwˈiːn; bˌʌt ðə mˈæd pˈoʊɪt, wˈɪlfəl ænd sɚɹˈiːn, sˈæŋ əvɚ ɹˈoʊz hˌuːz lˈaɪf wʌz fɚɹə dˈeɪ