text_original: And with him sail Snow, Frost, and Hail, Thanes mighty as their lord, To plunder the shores of Summer's stores   And his roar's Like the sound of Chaos' horde. The South Wind is a Troubadour; The Spring 's his serenade.
text_transcription: AND WITH HIM SAIL SNOW FROST AND HAIL THANES MIGHTY AS THEIR LORD TO PLUNDER THE SHORES OF SUMMER'S STORES AND HIS ROARS LIKE THE SOUND OF CHAOS HO THE SOUTH WIND IS A TROUBADOUR THE SPRINGS HIS SERENADE
phonemes: ænd wɪð hˌɪm sˈeɪl snˈoʊ, fɹˈɔst, ænd hˈeɪl, θˈeɪnz mˈaɪɾi æz ðɛɹ lˈɔːɹd, tə plˈʌndɚ ðə ʃˈɔːɹz ʌv sˈʌmɚz stˈɔːɹz ænd hɪz ɹˈɔːɹz lˈaɪk ðə sˈaʊnd ʌv kˈeɪɑːs hˈɔːɹd. ðə sˈaʊθ wˈɪnd ɪz ɐ tɹˈuːbədˌɔːɹ; ðə spɹˈɪŋ ˈɛs hɪz sˌɛɹənˈeɪd.