text_original: To the eyes that have smiled but in gladness, To the souls that have basked in the sun, She seems in her garments of sadness, A creature to dread and to shun.
text_transcription: TO THE EYES THAT HAVE SMILED BUT IN GLADNESS TO THE SOULS THAT HAVE PASSED IN THE SUN SHE SEEMS IN HER GARMENTS OF SADNESS A CREATURE TO DREAD AND TO SHUN
phonemes: tə ðɪ ˈaɪz ðæt hæv smˈaɪld bˌʌt ɪn ɡlˈædnəs, tə ðə sˈoʊlz ðæt hæv bˈæskt ɪnðə sˈʌn, ʃiː sˈiːmz ɪn hɜː ɡˈɑːɹmənts ʌv sˈædnəs, ɐ kɹˈiːtʃɚ tə dɹˈɛd ænd tə ʃˈʌn.