text_original: But peace was theirs, THE TRYST Still warbled over by the mating thrush O refuge unprofaned ! O quiet dust!
text_transcription: BUT PEACE WAS THEIRS STILL WARBLED OVER BY THE MATING THRUSH OH REFUGE UNPROFANED O QUIET DUST
phonemes: bˌʌt pˈiːs wʌz ðˈɛɹz, ðə tɹˈɪst stˈɪl wˈɔːɹbəld ˌoʊvɚ baɪ ðə mˈeɪɾɪŋ θɹˈʌʃ ˈoʊ ɹˈɛfjuːdʒ ʌnpɹəfˈeɪnd ! ˈoʊ kwˈaɪət dˈʌst!