text_original: Who could guess?  for as swift and light O'er it the feet of the seasons go; Summer hides it with grace of flowers, Winter spreads it with folds of snow.
text_transcription: WHO COULD GUESS FOR AS SWIFT AND LIGHT OVER IT THE FEET OF THE SEASONS GO SUMMER HIDES IT WITH GRACE OF FLOWERS WINTER SPREADS IT WITH FOLDS OF SNOW
phonemes: hˌuː kʊd ɡˈɛs?  fɔːɹ æz swˈɪft ænd lˈaɪt ˈɔːɹ ɪt ðə fˈiːt ʌvðə sˈiːzənz ɡˈoʊ; sˈʌmɚ hˈaɪdz ɪt wɪð ɡɹˈeɪs ʌv flˈaʊɚz, wˈɪntɚ spɹˈɛdz ɪt wɪð fˈoʊldz ʌv snˈoʊ.