text_original: Long since the wood thrush ceased her song; The summer wind grew fierce and strong; The shuddering moon went into hiding; Down came the storm to wreak him wrong.
text_transcription: LONG SINCE THE WOOD THRUSH CEASED HER SONG THE SUMMER WIND GREW FIERCE AND STRONG THE SHUDDERING MOON WENT INTO HIDING DOWN CAME THE STORM TO WREAK HIM WRONG
phonemes: lˈɔŋ sˈɪns ðə wˈʊd θɹˈʌʃ sˈiːst hɜː sˈɔŋ; ðə sˈʌmɚ wˈɪnd ɡɹˈuː fˈɪɹs ænd stɹˈɔŋ; ðə ʃˈʌdɚɹɪŋ mˈuːn wɛnt ˌɪntʊ hˈaɪdɪŋ; dˌaʊn kˈeɪm ðə stˈɔːɹm tə ɹˈiːk hˌɪm ɹˈɔŋ.