text_original: A Winter Night My window pane is starred with frost, The world is bitter cold to night, The moon is cruel, and the wind Is like a two edged sword to smite.
text_transcription: A WINTER NIGHT MY WINDOW PANE IS STARRED WITH FROST THE WORLD IS BITTER COLD TO NIGHT THE MOON IS CRUEL AND THE WIND IS LIKE A TWO EDGED SWORD TO SMITE
phonemes: ɐ wˈɪntɚ nˈaɪt maɪ wˈɪndoʊ pˈeɪn ɪz stˈɑːɹd wɪð fɹˈɔst, ðə wˈɜːld ɪz bˈɪɾɚ kˈoʊld tə nˈaɪt, ðə mˈuːn ɪz kɹˈuːəl, ænd ðə wˈɪnd ɪz lˈaɪk ɐ tˈuː ˈɛdʒd sˈɔːɹd tə smˈaɪt.