text_original: CLOSE to the road it stood among the trees, The old, bare church, with windows small and high, And open doors that gave, on meeting day, A welcome to the careless passer by.
text_transcription: CLOSE TO THE ROAD IT STOOD AMONG THE TREES THE OLD BARE CHURCH WITH WINDOWS SMALL AND HIGH AND OPEN DOORS THAT GAVE ON MEETING DAY A WELCOME TO THE CARELESS PASSER BY
phonemes: klˈoʊs tə ðə ɹˈoʊd ɪt stˈʊd ɐmˌʌŋ ðə tɹˈiːz, ðɪ ˈoʊld, bˈɛɹ tʃˈɜːtʃ, wɪð wˈɪndoʊz smˈɔːl ænd hˈaɪ, ænd ˈoʊpən dˈɔːɹz ðæt ɡˈeɪv, ˌɔn mˈiːɾɪŋ dˈeɪ, ɐ wˈɛlkʌm tə ðə kˈɛɹləs pˈæsɚ bˈaɪ.