text_original: Not the mounds of wheat That load Sardinian threshing floors; Not Indian gold or ivory  no, Nor flocks that o'er Calabria stray, Nor fields that Liris, still and slow, Is eating, unperceived, away.
text_transcription: NOT THE MOUNDS OF WHEAT THAT LOAD SARDINIAN THRESHING FLOORS NOT INDIAN GOLD OR IVORY NO NO FLOCKS THAT OVER CALABRIA STRAY NOR FEELS THAT LYRIS STILL AND SLOW IS EATING UNPERCEIVED AWAY
phonemes: nˌɑːt ðə mˈaʊndz ʌv wˈiːt ðæt lˈoʊd sɑːɹdˈɪniən θɹˈɛʃɪŋ flˈɔːɹz; nˌɑːt ˈɪndiən ɡˈoʊld ɔːɹ ˈaɪvɚɹi nˈoʊ, nˈɔːɹ flˈɑːks ðæt ˈɔːɹ kælˈæbɹiə stɹˈeɪ, nˈɔːɹ fˈiːldz ðæt lˈɪɹɪs, stˈɪl ænd slˈoʊ, ɪz ˈiːɾɪŋ, ʌnpɚsˈiːvd, ɐwˈeɪ.