text_original: "Oft to his frozen lair Tracked I the grisly bear, While from my path the hare Fled like a shadow; Oft through the forest dark Followed the were wolf's bark, Until the soaring lark Sang from the meadow.
text_transcription: OFF TO HIS FROZEN LAIR TRACKED I THE GRISLY BEAR WHILE FROM MY PATH THE HARE FLED LIKE A SHADOW OFT THROUGH THE FOREST DARK FOLLOWED THE WERE SPARK UNTIL THE SOARING LARK SANK FROM THE MEADOW
phonemes: "ˈɔft tə hɪz fɹˈoʊzən lˈɛɹ tɹˈækt aɪ ðə ɡɹˈɪsli bˈɛɹ, wˌaɪl fɹʌm maɪ pˈæθ ðə hˈɛɹ flˈɛd lˈaɪk ɐ ʃˈædoʊ; ˈɔft θɹuː ðə fˈɔːɹɪst dˈɑːɹk fˈɑːloʊd ðə wɜː wˈʊlfs bˈɑːɹk, ʌntˈɪl ðə sˈɔːɹɪŋ lˈɑːɹk sˈæŋ fɹʌmðə mˈɛdoʊ.