text_original: I woke and knew the glamour of a season Had lent illusive lustre to a dream, And looking in the clear calm eyes of Reason, I smiled and said, "Farewell to things that seem."
text_transcription: I WOKE AND KNEW THE GLAMOUR OF A SEASON HAD LENT ELUSIVE LUSTR TO A DREAM AND LOOKING IN THE CLEAR CALM EYES OF REASON I SMILED AND SAID FAREWELL TO THINGS THAT SEEM
phonemes: aɪ wˈoʊk ænd nˈuː ðə ɡlˈæmɚɹ əvə sˈiːzən hæd lˈɛnt ɪlˈuːsɪv lˈʌstɚ tʊ ɐ dɹˈiːm, ænd lˈʊkɪŋ ɪnðə klˈɪɹ kˈɑːm ˈaɪz ʌv ɹˈiːzən, aɪ smˈaɪld ænd sˈɛd, "fɛɹwˈɛl tə θˈɪŋz ðæt sˈiːm."