text_original: —One night he tossed, all open eyed, And early left his helpmeet's side. Scattering the rushes of the floor He wandered from the chamber door And sought the sizing pile, whereon Struck dimly a cadaverous dawn Through freezing rain, that drenched the board Of diagram lines he last had scored— Chalked phantasies in vain begot To knife the architectural knot— In front of which he dully stood, Regarding them in hopeless mood.
text_transcription: ONE NIGHT HE TOSSED ALL OPEN EYED AND EARLY LEFT HIS HELP MEET SIDE SCATTERING THE RUSHES OF THE FLOOR HE WANDERED FROM THE CHAMBER DOOR AND SOUGHT THE SIZING PILE WHEREON STRUCK DIMLY A CADAVEROUS DAWN THROUGH FREEZING RAIN THAT DRENCHED A BOARD OF DIAGRAM LINES HE LAST HAD SCORED CHALKED FANTASIES IN VAIN BEGOT TO KNIFE THE ARCHITECTURAL KNOT IN FRONT OF WHICH HE DULLY STOOD REGARDING THEM IN HOPELESS MOOD
phonemes: —wˈʌn nˈaɪt hiː tˈɔst, ˈɔːl ˈoʊpən ˈaɪd, ænd ˈɜːli lˈɛft hɪz hˈɛlpmiːts sˈaɪd. skˈæɾɚɹɪŋ ðə ɹˈʌʃᵻz ʌvðə flˈɔːɹ hiː wˈɔndɚd fɹʌmðə tʃˈeɪmbɚ dˈɔːɹ ænd sˈɔːt ðə sˈaɪzɪŋ pˈaɪl, wˈɛɹɑːn stɹˈʌk dˈɪmli ɐ kɐdˈævɚɹəs dˈɔːn θɹuː fɹˈiːzɪŋ ɹˈeɪn, ðæt dɹˈɛntʃt ðə bˈɔːɹd ʌv dˈaɪəɡɹˌæm lˈaɪnz hiː lˈæst hæd skˈɔːɹd— tʃˈɔːkt fˈæntəsiz ɪn vˈeɪn bᵻɡˈɑːt tə nˈaɪf ðɪ ˌɑːɹkɪtˈɛktʃɚɹəl nˈɑːt— ɪn fɹˈʌnt ʌvwˈɪtʃ hiː dˈʌli stˈʊd, ɹᵻɡˈɑːɹdɪŋ ðˌɛm ɪn hˈoʊpləs mˈuːd.