text_original: Now, where the little princes played all night In robes of royal purple and of gold, The flowers we call pansies sprang in sight, And round them stood the little pages bold, In liveries of yellow, blue, and white; While upward through the east the great sun rolled.
text_transcription: NOW WHERE THE LITTLE PRINCESS PLAYED ALL NIGHT IN ROBES OF ROYAL PURPLE AND OF GOLD THE FLOWERS WE CALLED PANSIES SPRANG IN SIGHT AND ROUND THEM STOOD THE LITTLE PAGES BOLD IN LIVERIES OF YELLOW BLUE AND WHITE WHILE UPWARD THROUGH THE EAST THE GREAT SUN ROLLED
phonemes: nˈaʊ, wˌɛɹ ðə lˈɪɾəl pɹˈɪnsᵻz plˈeɪd ˈɔːl nˈaɪt ɪn ɹˈoʊbz ʌv ɹˈɔɪəl pˈɜːpəl ænd ʌv ɡˈoʊld, ðə flˈaʊɚz wiː kˈɔːl pˈænziz spɹˈæŋ ɪn sˈaɪt, ænd ɹˈaʊnd ðˌɛm stˈʊd ðə lˈɪɾəl pˈeɪdʒᵻz bˈoʊld, ɪn lˈɪvɚɹiz ʌv jˈɛloʊ, blˈuː, ænd wˈaɪt; wˌaɪl ˈʌpwɚd θɹuː ðɪ ˈiːst ðə ɡɹˈeɪt sˈʌn ɹˈoʊld.