text_original: O fine escape, horizon pure As Rome's! Black chimneys left and right, But not for him, the straight, the sure, His luminous day, his spacious night.
text_transcription: O FINE ESCAPE HORIZON PURE AS ROME'S BLACK CHIMNEYS LEFT AND RIGHT BUT NOT FOR HIM THE STRAIT THE SURE HIS LUMINOUS DAY HIS SPACIOUS NIGHT
phonemes: ˈoʊ fˈaɪn ɛskˈeɪp, hɚɹˈaɪzən pjˈʊɹ æz ɹˈoʊmz! blˈæk tʃˈɪmniz lˈɛft ænd ɹˈaɪt, bˌʌt nˌɑːt fɔːɹ hˌɪm, ðə stɹˈeɪt, ðə ʃˈʊɹ, hɪz lˈuːmɪnəs dˈeɪ, hɪz spˈeɪʃəs nˈaɪt.