text_original: Out—out are the lights—out all!And, over each quivering form,The curtain, a funeral pall,Comes down with the rush of a storm,While the angels, all pallid and wan,Uprising, unveiling, affirmThat the play is the tragedy, 'Man,'And its hero the Conqueror Worm.
text_transcription: OUT OUT ARE THE LIGHTS OUT ALL AND OVER EACH QUIVERING FORM THE CURTAIN A FUNERAL PALL COMES DOWN WITH THE RUSH OF A STORM WHILE THE ANGELS ALL PALLID AND WAN UPRISING UNVEILING AFFIRM THAT THE PLAY IS THE TRAGEDY MAN AND ITS HERO THE CONQUEROR WORM
phonemes: ˈaʊt—ˈaʊt ɑːɹ ðə lˈaɪts—ˈaʊt ˈɔːl!ænd, ˌoʊvɚɹ ˈiːtʃ kwˈɪvɚɹɪŋ fˈɔːɹm,ðə kˈɜːtən, ɐ fjˈuːnɚɹəl pˈɔːl,kˈʌmz dˌaʊn wɪððə ɹˈʌʃ əvə stˈɔːɹm,wˌaɪl ðɪ ˈeɪndʒəlz, ˈɔːl pˈælɪd ænd wˈæn,ˈʌpɹaɪzɪŋ, ʌnvˈeɪlɪŋ, ɐfˈɜːm ðætðə plˈeɪ ɪz ðə tɹˈædʒədi, mˈæn,ænd ɪts hˈiəɹoʊ ðə kˈɑːŋkɚɹɚ wˈɜːm.