text_original: TO     . We, too, have autumns, when our leaves Drop loosely through the dampened air, When all our good seems bound in sheaves, And we stand reaped and bare.
text_transcription: TWO WE TOO HAVE AUTUMNS WHEN OUR LEAVES DROP LOOSELY THROUGH THE DAMPENED AIR WHEN ALL OUR GOOD SEEMS BOUND IN SHEAVES AND WE STAND REAPED AND BARE
phonemes: tuː     . wiː, tˈuː, hæv ˈɔːɾʌmz, wˌɛn ˌaʊɚ lˈiːvz dɹˈɑːp lˈuːsli θɹuː ðə dˈæmpənd ˈɛɹ, wˌɛn ˈɔːl ˌaʊɚ ɡˈʊd sˈiːmz bˈaʊnd ɪn ʃˈiːvz, ænd wiː stˈænd ɹˈiːpt ænd bˈɛɹ.