text_original: Like mist they glide across the bog, a pale and ghastly band, The foremost crosses Eileen's path and grips her by the hand.
text_transcription: LIKE MISTAKE LIE ACROSS THE BOG A PALE AND GHASTLY BAND THE FOREMOST CROSSES AILEEN'S PATH AND GRIPS HER BY THE HAND
phonemes: lˈaɪk mˈɪst ðeɪ ɡlˈaɪd əkɹˌɑːs ðə bˈɑːɡ, ɐ pˈeɪl ænd ɡˈæstli bˈænd, ðə fˈɔːɹmoʊst kɹˈɔsᵻz ˈaɪliːnz pˈæθ ænd ɡɹˈɪps hɜː baɪ ðə hˈænd.