text_original: "And days were years, and years were weariness, And you grew old, and they were ever young, Reminding you from many lovely things, From rose and bird and cloud and pathless snow, Of all the loveliness that once was theirs Ah
text_transcription: AND DAYS WERE YEARS AND YEARS WERE WEARINESS AND YOU GREW OLD AND THEY WERE EVER YOUNG REMINDING YOU FROM MANY LOVELY THINGS FROM ROSE AND BIRD AND CLOUD AND PATHLESS SNOW OF ALL THE LOVELINESS THAT ONCE WAS THEIRS AH
phonemes: "ænd dˈeɪz wɜː jˈɪɹz, ænd jˈɪɹz wɜː wˈɪɹinəs, ænd juː ɡɹˈuː ˈoʊld, ænd ðeɪ wɜːɹ ˈɛvɚ jˈʌŋ, ɹᵻmˈaɪndɪŋ juː fɹʌm mˈɛni lˈʌvli θˈɪŋz, fɹʌm ɹˈoʊz ænd bˈɜːd ænd klˈaʊd ænd pˈæθləs snˈoʊ, ʌv ˈɔːl ðə lˈʌvlinəs ðæt wˈʌns wʌz ðˈɛɹz ˈɑː