text_original: Then, romping in the sun, Came youthful giants down the Singing Way, And one, the tallest, leapt aside and set A magic trumpet to his lips, and blew, And we who listen hear the clarion yet.
text_transcription: THEN ROMPING IN THE SUN CAME YOUTHFUL GIANTS DOWN THE SINGING WAY AND ONE THE TALLEST LEAPED ASIDE AND SET A MAGIC TRUMPET TO HIS LIPS AND BLEW AND WE WHO LISTEN HEAR THE CLARION YET
phonemes: ðˈɛn, ɹˈɑːmpɪŋ ɪnðə sˈʌn, kˈeɪm jˈuːθfəl dʒˈaɪənts dˌaʊn ðə sˈɪŋɪŋ wˈeɪ, ænd wˌʌn, ðə tˈɔːlɪst, lˈɛpt ɐsˈaɪd ænd sˈɛt ɐ mˈædʒɪk tɹˈʌmpɪt tə hɪz lˈɪps, ænd blˈuː, ænd wiː hˌuː lˈɪsən hˈɪɹ ðə klˈæɹiən jˈɛt.