text_original: II And as I went Through golden forests in a golden land, Where Magic waved her wand And dimmed the air with dreams my boyhood knew, Enchantment met me; and again she bent Her face to mine, and smiled with eyes of blue, And kissed me on the mouth and bade me heed Old tales again from books no man may read.
text_transcription: AND AS I WENT THROUGH GOLDEN FORESTS IN A GOLDEN LAND WHERE MAGIC WAVED HER WAND AND DIMMED THE AIR WITH DREAMS MY BOYHOOD KNEW ENCHANTMENT MET ME AND AGAIN SHE BENT HER FACE TO MINE AND SMILED WITH EYES OF BLUE AND KISSED ME ON THE MOUTH AND BADE ME HEED OLD TALES AGAIN FROM BOOKS NO MAN MAY READ
phonemes: ɹˌoʊmən tˈuː ænd æz aɪ wɛnt θɹuː ɡˈoʊldən fˈɔːɹɪsts ɪn ɐ ɡˈoʊldən lˈænd, wˌɛɹ mˈædʒɪk wˈeɪvd hɜː wˈɔnd ænd dˈɪmd ðɪ ˈɛɹ wɪð dɹˈiːmz maɪ bˈɔɪhʊd nˈuː, ɛntʃˈæntmənt mˈɛt mˌiː; ænd ɐɡˈɛn ʃiː bˈɛnt hɜː fˈeɪs tə mˈaɪn, ænd smˈaɪld wɪð ˈaɪz ʌv blˈuː, ænd kˈɪst mˌiː ɔnðə mˈaʊθ ænd bˈeɪd mˌiː hˈiːd ˈoʊld tˈeɪlz ɐɡˈɛn fɹʌm bˈʊks nˈoʊ mˈæn mˈeɪ ɹˈiːd.