text_original: The fallen leaves Gave each its little whisper, trodden on, And overhead, in maple, beech and oak, The autumnal courts were very beautiful.
text_transcription: THE FALLEN LEAVES GAVE EACH ITS LITTLE WHISPER TRODDEN ON AND OVERHEAD IN MAPLE BEECH AND OAK THE AUTUMNAL CHORDS WERE VERY BEAUTIFUL
phonemes: ðə fˈɔːlən lˈiːvz ɡˈeɪv ˈiːtʃ ɪts lˈɪɾəl wˈɪspɚ, tɹˈɑːdən ˈɔn, ænd ˌoʊvɚhˈɛd, ɪn mˈeɪpəl, bˈiːtʃ ænd ˈoʊk, ðɪ ˈɔːɾʌmnəl kˈɔːɹts wɜː vˈɛɹi bjˈuːɾifəl.