text_original: And the trees grow so close, scarce a glimpse of the sky Is seen in the hollow, so dark and so damp, Where the glow worm at noonday is trimming his lamp, And hardly a sound from the thicket around, Where the rabbit and squirrel leap over the ground, Is heard by the toad in his spacious abode In the innermost heart of that ponderous stone, By the gray haired moss and the lichen o'ergrown.
text_transcription: AND THE TREES GROW SO CLOSE SCARCE A GLIMPSE OF THE SKY IS SEEN IN THE HOLLOW SO DARK AND SO DAMP WHERE THE GLOW WORM AT NOONDAY IS TRIMMING HIS LAMP AND HARDLY A SOUND FROM THE THICKET AROUND WHERE THE RABBIT AND SQUIRREL LEAP OVER THE GROUND IS HEARD BY THE TOAD IN HIS SPACIOUS ABODE IN THE INNERMOST HEART OF THAT PONDEROUS STONE BY THE GRAY HAIRED MOSS AND THE LICHEN OVERGROWN
phonemes: ænd ðə tɹˈiːz ɡɹˈoʊ sˌoʊ klˈoʊs, skˈɛɹs ɐ ɡlˈɪmps ʌvðə skˈaɪ ɪz sˈiːn ɪnðə hˈɑːloʊ, sˌoʊ dˈɑːɹk ænd sˌoʊ dˈæmp, wˌɛɹ ðə ɡlˈoʊ wˈɜːm æt nˈuːndeɪ ɪz tɹˈɪmɪŋ hɪz lˈæmp, ænd hˈɑːɹdli ɐ sˈaʊnd fɹʌmðə θˈɪkɪt ɚɹˈaʊnd, wˌɛɹ ðə ɹˈæbɪt ænd skwˈɜːl lˈiːp ˌoʊvɚ ðə ɡɹˈaʊnd, ɪz hˈɜːd baɪ ðə tˈoʊd ɪn hɪz spˈeɪʃəs ɐbˈoʊd ɪnðɪ ˈɪnɚmˌoʊst hˈɑːɹt ʌv ðæt pˈɑːndɚɹəs stˈoʊn, baɪ ðə ɡɹˈeɪ hˈɛɹd mˈɔs ænd ðə lˈaɪkən ˈɔːɹɡɹoʊn.