text_original: Often, on the sidewalk bleak, Hungry, all alone, and weak, She has seen, in night and storm, Rooms o'erflow with firelight warm, Which, outside the window glass, Doubled all the cold, alas!
text_transcription: OFTEN ON THE SIDEWALK BLEAK HUNGRY ALL ALONE AND WEAK SHE HAD SEEN IN NIGHT AND STORM ROOMS O'ERFLOWN WITH FIRELIGHT WARM WHICH OUTSIDE THE WINDOW GLASS DOUBLED ALL THE COLD ALAS
phonemes: ˈɔfən, ɔnðə sˈaɪdwɔːk blˈiːk, hˈʌŋɡɹi, ˈɔːl ɐlˈoʊn, ænd wˈiːk, ʃiː hɐz sˈiːn, ɪn nˈaɪt ænd stˈɔːɹm, ɹˈuːmz ˈɔːɹfloʊ wɪð fˈaɪɚlaɪt wˈɔːɹm, wˈɪtʃ, aʊtsˈaɪd ðə wˈɪndoʊ ɡlˈæs, dˈʌbəld ˈɔːl ðə kˈoʊld, ɐlˈæs!