text_original: One must go far afield to find the place Where once hepaticas in starry crowds, Kosy and violet as sunset clouds, Each on its silver stem, swayed like a vase O'er filled with perfume, bending in wild grace.
text_transcription: ONE MUST GO FAR AFIELD TO FIND THE PLACE WHERE ONCE HERPATICAS IN STARRY CROWDS ROSY AND VIOLET AS SUNSET CLOUDS EACH ON ITS SILVER STEM SWAYED LIKE A VASE OVER FILLED WITH PERFUME BENDING IN WILD GRAYS
phonemes: wˈʌn mˈʌst ɡˌoʊ fˈɑːɹ ɐfˈiːld tə fˈaɪnd ðə plˈeɪs wˌɛɹ wˈʌns hɛpˈæɾɪkəz ɪn stˈɑːɹi kɹˈaʊdz, kˈoʊzi ænd vˈaɪəlɪt æz sˈʌnsɛt klˈaʊdz, ˈiːtʃ ˌɔn ɪts sˈɪlvɚ stˈɛm, swˈeɪd lˈaɪk ɐ vˈeɪs ˈɔːɹ fˈɪld wɪð pˈɜːfjuːm, bˈɛndɪŋ ɪn wˈaɪld ɡɹˈeɪs.