text_original: Thy dead beneath obliterated stones Upon the sod that is at last thy floor, Who list the Wye not as it lonely moans Nor heed thy Gothic shadows grieving o'er.
text_transcription: THY DEAD BENEATH OBLITERATED STONES UPON THE SOD THAT IS AT LAST THY FLOOR WHO LIST THE WHY NOT AS IT LONELY MOANS NOR HEED THY GOTHIC SHADOWS GRIEVING O'ER
phonemes: ðˌaɪ dˈɛd bᵻnˌiːθ əblˈɪɾɚɹˌeɪɾᵻd stˈoʊnz əpˌɑːn ðə sˈɑːd ðæt ɪz æt lˈæst ðˌaɪ flˈɔːɹ, hˌuː lˈɪst ðə wˈaɪ nˌɑːt æz ɪt lˈoʊnli mˈoʊnz nˈɔːɹ hˈiːd ðˌaɪ ɡˈɑːθɪk ʃˈædoʊz ɡɹˈiːvɪŋ ˈɔːɹ.