text_original: He comes like meteor bright and bold, Scorning the track traversed of old By orbs whose fastly waning light Is sinking in the realms of night.
text_transcription: HE COMES LIKE ME TO A BRIDE AND BOLD SCORNING THE TRACK TRAVERSED OF OLD BY ORBS WHOSE FASTLY WANING LIGHT IS SINKING IN THE RAMS OF NIGHT
phonemes: hiː kˈʌmz lˈaɪk mˈiːɾɪɚ bɹˈaɪt ænd bˈoʊld, skˈɔːɹnɪŋ ðə tɹˈæk tɹɐvˈɜːst ʌv ˈoʊld baɪ ˈɔːɹbz hˌuːz fˈæstli wˈeɪnɪŋ lˈaɪt ɪz sˈɪŋkɪŋ ɪnðə ɹˈɛlmz ʌv nˈaɪt.