text_original: The Tyrant ONE comes with foot insistent to my door, Calling my name; Nor voice nor footstep have I heard before, Yet clear the calling sounds and o'er and o'er   It seems the sunlight burns along the floor With paler flame!
text_transcription: THE TYRANT ONE COMES WITH FOOT INSISTENT TO MY DOOR CALLING MY NAME NOR VOICE NOR FOOTSTEP HAVE I HEARD BEFORE YET CLEAR THE CALLING SOUNDS AND OVER AND OVER IT SEEMS THE SUNLIGHT BURNS ALONG THE FLOOR WITH PALER FLAME
phonemes: ðə tˈaɪɹənt wˈʌn kˈʌmz wɪð fˈʊt ɪnsˈɪstənt tə maɪ dˈɔːɹ, kˈɔːlɪŋ maɪ nˈeɪm; nˈɔːɹ vˈɔɪs nˈɔːɹ fˈʊtstɛp hæv aɪ hˈɜːd bᵻfˈɔːɹ, jˈɛt klˈɪɹ ðə kˈɔːlɪŋ sˈaʊndz ænd ˈɔːɹ ænd ˈɔːɹ ɪt sˈiːmz ðə sˈʌnlaɪt bˈɜːnz ɐlˈɔŋ ðə flˈɔːɹ wɪð pˈeɪlɚ flˈeɪm!