text_original: Night came — but where the Wise Men Had seen His burning star, No glorious sign beheld she Clear beaming from, afar, Though Orion and Arcturus Shone bright above her head, And up the heavenly arches Proud Mars his legions led
text_transcription: NIGHT CAME BUT WHERE THE WISE MAN HAD SEEN HIS BURNING STAR NO GLORIOUS SIGN BEHELD SHE CLEAR BEAMING FROM AFAR THOUGH ORION AND ARCTORERS SHONE BRIGHT ABOVE HER HEAD AND UP THE HEAVENLY ARCHES PROUD MARS HIS LEGIONS LED
phonemes: nˈaɪt kˈeɪm — bˌʌt wˌɛɹ ðə wˈaɪz mˈɛn hæd sˈiːn hɪz bˈɜːnɪŋ stˈɑːɹ, nˈoʊ ɡlˈɔːɹiəs sˈaɪn bᵻhˈɛld ʃiː klˈɪɹ bˈiːmɪŋ fɹʌm, ɐfˈɑːɹ, ðˌoʊ ɔɹˈaɪən ænd ˈɑːɹktʃɚɹəs ʃˈɑːn bɹˈaɪt əbˌʌv hɜː hˈɛd, ænd ˌʌp ðə hˈɛvənli ˈɑːɹtʃᵻz pɹˈaʊd mˈɑːɹz hɪz lˈiːdʒənz lˈɛd