text_original: As for the drowsy and enchanted moon, She dreams in silver at the eastern gates Ere yet she brim with light the blue estates Abandoned by the eagles of the noon. But shine thou swiftly on the darkling dune And woodlands where the twilight hesitates.
text_transcription: AS FOR THE DROWSY AND ENCHANTED MOON SHE DREAMS IN SILVER AT THE EASTERN GATES ERE YET SHE BRIM WITH LIGHT THE BLUE ESTATES ABANDONED BY THE EAGLES OF THE NOON BUT SHINE THOU SWIFTLY ON THE DARKLING JUNE AND WOODLANDS WHERE THE TWILIGHT HESITATES
phonemes: æz fɚðə dɹˈaʊsi ænd ɛntʃˈæntᵻd mˈuːn, ʃiː dɹˈiːmz ɪn sˈɪlvɚɹ æt ðɪ ˈiːstɚn ɡˈeɪts ˈɛɹ jˈɛt ʃiː bɹˈɪm wɪð lˈaɪt ðə blˈuː ᵻstˈeɪts ɐbˈændənd baɪ ðɪ ˈiːɡəlz ʌvðə nˈuːn. bˌʌt ʃˈaɪn ðˈaʊ swˈɪftli ɔnðə dˈɑːɹklɪŋ dˈuːn ænd wˈʊdləndz wˌɛɹ ðə twˈaɪlaɪt hˈɛzᵻtˌeɪts.