text_original: Bright yellowhammers Made mirthful clamours, And billed long straws with a bustling air, And bearing their load Flew up the road That he followed, alone, without interest there.
text_transcription: BRIGHT YELLOW HAMMERS MADE MIRTHFUL CLAMORS AND BUILT LONG STRAWS WITH THE BUSTLING AIR AND BEARING THEIR LOAD FLEW UP THE ROAD THAT HE FOLLOWED ALONE WITHOUT INTEREST THERE
phonemes: bɹˈaɪt jˈɛloʊhˌæmɚz mˌeɪd mˈɜːθfəl klˈæmɚz, ænd bˈɪld lˈɔŋ stɹˈɔːz wɪð ɐ bˈʌsəlɪŋ ˈɛɹ, ænd bˈɛɹɪŋ ðɛɹ lˈoʊd flˈuː ˌʌp ðə ɹˈoʊd ðæt hiː fˈɑːloʊd, ɐlˈoʊn, wɪðˌaʊt ˈɪntɹɛst ðˈɛɹ.