text_original: ABBEY ASAROE Gray, gray is Abbey Asaroe, by Belashanny town, It has neither door nor window, the walls are broken down; The carven stones lie scatter'd in briar and nettle bed; The only feet are those that come at burial of the dead.
text_transcription: ABBEY AZARO GRAY GRAY IS ABBEY AZARO BY BELACHENNY TOWN IT HAS NEITHER DOOR NOR WINDOW THE WALLS ARE BROKEN DOWN THE CARVEN STONES LIE SCATTERED IN BRIER AND NETTLE BED THE ONLY FEET ARE THOSE THAT COME AT BURIAL OF THE DEAD
phonemes: ˈæbi ɐsˈæɹoʊ ɡɹˈeɪ, ɡɹˈeɪ ɪz ˈæbi ɐsˈæɹoʊ, baɪ bᵻlˈæʃæni tˈaʊn, ɪt hɐz nˈiːðɚ dˈɔːɹ nˈɔːɹ wˈɪndoʊ, ðə wˈɔːlz ɑːɹ bɹˈoʊkən dˈaʊn; ðə kˈɑːɹvən stˈoʊnz lˈaɪ skˈæɾɚd ɪn bɹˈaɪɚ ænd nˈɛɾəl bˈɛd; ðɪ ˈoʊnli fˈiːt ɑːɹ ðoʊz ðæt kˈʌm æt bˈɛɹɪəl ʌvðə dˈɛd.