text_original: ENDYMION She came upon me in the middle day, Bowed o'er the waters of a mountain mere; Where dimly mirrored in the ripple's play I saw some fair thing near. I saw the waters lapping round her feet, The widening rings spread, follow out and die, I saw the mirror and the mirrored meet, And heard a voice hard by.
text_transcription: ENDYMION SHE CAME UPON ME IN THE MIDDLE DAY BOWED OVER THE WATERS OF A MOUNTAIN NEAR WHERE DIMLY MIRRORED IN THE RIPPLES PLAY I SAW SOME FAIR THING NEAR I SAW THE WATER SLAPPING ROUND HER FEET THE WIDENING WINGS BREAD FOLLOW OUT AND DIE I SAW THE MIRROR AND THE MIRROR TO MEET AND HEARD A VOICE HARD BY
phonemes: ɛndˈɪmiən ʃiː kˈeɪm əpˌɑːn mˌiː ɪnðə mˈɪdəl dˈeɪ, bˈaʊd ˈɔːɹ ðə wˈɔːɾɚz əvə mˈaʊntɪn mˈɪɹ; wˌɛɹ dˈɪmli mˈɪɹɚd ɪnðə ɹˈɪpəlz plˈeɪ aɪ sˈɔː sˌʌm fˈɛɹ θˈɪŋ nˈɪɹ. aɪ sˈɔː ðə wˈɔːɾɚz lˈæpɪŋ ɹˈaʊnd hɜː fˈiːt, ðə wˈaɪdənɪŋ ɹˈɪŋz spɹˈɛd, fˈɑːloʊ ˈaʊt ænd dˈaɪ, aɪ sˈɔː ðə mˈɪɹɚ ænd ðə mˈɪɹɚd mˈiːt, ænd hˈɜːd ɐ vˈɔɪs hˈɑːɹd bˈaɪ.