text_original: Men call you "dark." Did that faith see with cobwebbed eyes, That built the airy octagon on Ely's hill, And Gloucester's Eastern wall that woos the topaz skies, Where the hymn Angelic "Glory be to God on high, And peace on earth to men who feel good will," Might softly sound God's throne around?
text_transcription: MEN CALL YOU DARK DID THAT FAITH SEE WITH COBWEB EYES THAT BUILT THE AIRY OCTAGON ON EALY'S HILL AND GLOUCESTER'S EASTERN WALL THAT WOOZED THE TOPATH SKIES WHERE THE HYMN ANGELIC GLORY BE TO GOD ON HIGH AND PEACE ON EARTH TO MEN WHO FEEL GOOD WILL MIGHT SOFTLY SOUND GOD'S THROWN AROUND
phonemes: mˈɛn kˈɔːl juː "dˈɑːɹk." dˈɪd ðæt fˈeɪθ sˈiː wɪð kˈɑːbwɛbd ˈaɪz, ðæt bˈɪlt ðɪ ˈɛɹi ˈɑːktæɡən ˌɔn ˈiːliz hˈɪl, ænd ɡlˈɑːstɚz ˈiːstɚn wˈɔːl ðæt wˈuːz ðə tˈoʊpæz skˈaɪz, wˌɛɹ ðə hˈɪm ændʒˈɛlɪk "ɡlˈɔːɹi biː tə ɡˈɑːd ˌɔn hˈaɪ, ænd pˈiːs ˌɔn ˈɜːθ tə mˈɛn hˌuː fˈiːl ɡˈʊd wˈɪl," mˌaɪt sˈɔftli sˈaʊnd ɡˈɑːdz θɹˈoʊn ɚɹˈaʊnd?