text_original: THE DAISY An angel found a daisy where it lay On Heaven's highroad of transparent gold, And, turning to one near, he said, "I pray, Tell me what manner of strange bloom I hold.
text_transcription: THE DAISY AN ANGEL FOUND THE DAISY WHERE IT LAY ON HEAVEN'S HIGH ROAD OF TRANSPARENT GOLD AND TURNING TO ONE NEAR HE SAID I PRAY TELL ME WHAT MANNER OF STRANGE BLOOM I HOLD
phonemes: ðə dˈeɪzi ɐn ˈeɪndʒəl fˈaʊnd ɐ dˈeɪzi wˌɛɹ ɪt lˈeɪ ˌɔn hˈɛvənz hˈaɪɹoʊd ʌv tɹænspˈæɹənt ɡˈoʊld, ænd, tˈɜːnɪŋ tə wˈʌn nˈɪɹ, hiː sˈɛd, "aɪ pɹˈeɪ, tˈɛl mˌiː wʌt mˈænɚɹ ʌv stɹˈeɪndʒ blˈuːm aɪ hˈoʊld.