text_original: 109 MOONLIGH'T IN "THE PINES And, like a messenger of night, Mystical, ominous and slow, A fragile moth, in purposed flight, Went past on wings of snow.
text_transcription: LT AND LIKE A MESSENGER OF NIGHT MYSTICAL OMINOUS AND SLOW A FRAGILE MOTH IN PURPOSED FLIGHT WENT PAST ON WINGS OF SNOW
phonemes: wˈʌnhˈʌndɹɪd nˈaɪn mˈuːnlɪɡht ˈɪn "ðə pˈaɪnz ænd, lˈaɪk ɐ mˈɛsɪndʒɚɹ ʌv nˈaɪt, mˈɪstɪkəl, ˈɑːmɪnəs ænd slˈoʊ, ɐ fɹˈædʒəl mˈɑːθ, ɪn pˈɜːpəst flˈaɪt, wɛnt pˈæst ˌɔn wˈɪŋz ʌv snˈoʊ.