text_original: And we leap  as wildness tingles From the air into our blood   With a cry thro' golden dingles Hid in the heart of the wood. Oh, the wood with winds a wrestle! With the nut and acorn strown! Oh, the wood where creepers trestle Tree unto tree o'ergrown!
text_transcription: AND WE LEAP AS WILDNESS TINGLES FROM THE AIR INTO OUR BLOOD WITH A CRY THROUGH GOLDEN DINGLES HID IN THE HEART OF THE WOOD OH THE WOOD WITH WINDS RUSTLE WITH THE NUT AND ACORN STROWN O THE WOOD WHERE CREEPERS TRESTLE TREE UNTO TREE OVERGROWN
phonemes: ænd wiː lˈiːp æz wˈaɪldnəs tˈɪŋɡəlz fɹʌmðɪ ˈɛɹ ˌɪntʊ ˌaʊɚ blˈʌd wɪð ɐ kɹˈaɪ θɹˈoʊ ɡˈoʊldən dˈɪŋɡəlz hˈɪd ɪnðə hˈɑːɹt ʌvðə wˈʊd. ˈoʊ, ðə wˈʊd wɪð wˈɪndz ɐ ɹˈɛsəl! wɪððə nˈʌt ænd ˈeɪkɔːɹn stɹˈoʊn! ˈoʊ, ðə wˈʊd wˌɛɹ kɹˈiːpɚz tɹˈɛsəl tɹˈiː ˌʌntʊ tɹˈiː ˈɔːɹɡɹoʊn!