text_original: Far to the sombre hills they roam Like winds that have no home, And creep, Unhasting and intent.
text_transcription: FAR TO THE SOMBRE HILLS THEY ROAM LIKE WINDS THAT HAVE NO HOME AND CREEP UNHASTING AND INTENT
phonemes: fˈɑːɹ tə ðə sˈɑːmbɚ hˈɪlz ðeɪ ɹˈoʊm lˈaɪk wˈɪndz ðæt hæv nˈoʊ hˈoʊm, ænd kɹˈiːp, ʌnhˈeɪstɪŋ ænd ɪntˈɛnt.