text_original: Sleepless I mourned until the morning gray ; Then forth I crept, as one who goes to keep Watch by his dead, too heartsick even to weep. And hardly daring to behold the day.
text_transcription: SLEEPLESS I MOURNED UNTIL THE MORNING GREY THEN FORTH I CREPT AS ONE WHO GOES TO KEEP WATCH BY HIS DEAD TOO HEARTSICK EVEN TO WEEP AND HARDLY DARING TO BEHOLD THE DAY
phonemes: slˈiːpləs aɪ mˈɔːɹnd ʌntˈɪl ðə mˈɔːɹnɪŋ ɡɹˈeɪ ; ðˈɛn fˈɔːɹθ aɪ kɹˈɛpt, æz wˈʌn hˌuː ɡoʊz tə kˈiːp wˈɑːtʃ baɪ hɪz dˈɛd, tˈuː hˈɑːɹtsɪk ˈiːvən tə wˈiːp. ænd hˈɑːɹdli dˈɛɹɪŋ tə bᵻhˈoʊld ðə dˈeɪ.