text_original: She turned upon her couch and, seeming, slept, The long, dark lashes shadowing her cheek; And on and on the weary moments crept, When suddenly the watcher heard her speak: "I think I hear the sound of horses' hoofs  " And answered, "'Tis the rain upon the roofs."
text_transcription: SHE TURNED UPON HER COUCH AND SEEMING SLEPT THE LONG DARK LASHES SHADOWING HER CHEEK AND ON AND ON THE WEARY MOMENTS CREPT WHEN SUDDENLY THE WATCHER HEARD HER SPEAK I THINK I HEAR THE SOUND OF HORSES HOOFS AND ANSWERED TIS THE RAIN UPON THE ROOFS
phonemes: ʃiː tˈɜːnd əpˌɑːn hɜː kˈaʊtʃ ænd, sˈiːmɪŋ, slˈɛpt, ðə lˈɔŋ, dˈɑːɹk lˈæʃᵻz ʃˈædoʊɪŋ hɜː tʃˈiːk; ænd ˌɔn ænd ɔnðə wˈɪɹi mˈoʊmənts kɹˈɛpt, wˌɛn sˈʌdənli ðə wˈɑːtʃɚ hˈɜːd hɜː spˈiːk: "aɪ θˈɪŋk aɪ hˈɪɹ ðə sˈaʊnd ʌv hˈɔːɹsᵻz hˈuːfs  " ænd ˈænsɚd, "tˈɪz ðə ɹˈeɪn əpˌɑːn ðə ɹˈuːfs."