text_original: There's a music yet unheard By the creature of the word, Though it matters little more Than a wave wash on a shore   Till a Demon shuts a door.
text_transcription: THERE'S MUSIC YET UNHEARD BY THE CREATURE OF THE WORD THOUGH IT MATTERS LITTLE MORE THAN A WAVE WASH ON THE SHORE TILL A DEMON SHUTS A DOOR
phonemes: ðɛɹz ɐ mjˈuːzɪk jˈɛt ʌnhˈɜːd baɪ ðə kɹˈiːtʃɚɹ ʌvðə wˈɜːd, ðˌoʊ ɪt mˈæɾɚz lˈɪɾəl mˈɔːɹ ðˌænə wˈeɪv wˈɑːʃ ˌɔn ɐ ʃˈɔːɹ tˈɪl ɐ dˈiːmən ʃˈʌts ɐ dˈɔːɹ.