text_original: I cannot bear her fair face in the skies Beyond the drowsy waving of the trees,   A soft breeze kisses round my heavy eyes, A restful summer breeze. What means this dreamless apathy of sleep?   A mist steals over the dim lake, the shore, Until my closing eyes forget to weep   Oh, let me wake no more!
text_transcription: I CANNOT BEAR HER FAIR FACE IN THE SKIES BEYOND THE DROWSY WAVING OF THE TREES A SOFT BREEZE KISSES ROUND MY HEAVY EYES A RESTFUL SUMMER BREEZE WHAT MEANS THIS DREAMLESS APATHY OF SLEEP A MIST STEALS OVER THE DIM LAKE THE SHORE UNTIL MY CLOSING EYES FORGET TO WEEP OH LET ME WAKE NO MORE
phonemes: aɪ kænˈɑːt bˈɛɹ hɜː fˈɛɹ fˈeɪs ɪnðə skˈaɪz bᵻjˌɔnd ðə dɹˈaʊsi wˈeɪvɪŋ ʌvðə tɹˈiːz,   ɐ sˈɔft bɹˈiːz kˈɪsᵻz ɹˈaʊnd maɪ hˈɛvi ˈaɪz, ɐ ɹˈɛstfəl sˈʌmɚ bɹˈiːz. wˌʌt mˈiːnz ðɪs dɹˈiːmləs ˈæpəθi ʌv slˈiːp?   ɐ mˈɪst stˈiːlz ˌoʊvɚ ðə dˈɪm lˈeɪk, ðə ʃˈɔːɹ, ʌntˈɪl maɪ klˈoʊzɪŋ ˈaɪz fɚɡˈɛt tə wˈiːp ˈoʊ, lˈɛt mˌiː wˈeɪk nˈoʊmˌɔːɹ!