text_original: Then does everything become more mysterious, the sky frowns with clouds, yellow leaves strew the paths at the edge of the naked forest, and the forest itself turns black and blue  more especially at eventide when damp fog is spreading and the trees glimmer in the depths like giants, like formless, weird phantoms.
text_transcription: THEN DOES EVERYTHING BECOME MORE MYSTERIOUS THE SKY FROWNS WITH CLOUDS YELLOW LEAVES THROUGH THE PATH AT THE EDGE OF THE NAKED FOREST AND THE FOREST ITSELF TURNS BLACK AND BLUE MORE ESPECIALLY AT EVENTIDE WHEN DAMP FOG IS SPREADING AND THE TREES GLIMMER IN THE DEPTHS LIKE GIANTS LIKE FORMLESS WEIRD PHANTOMS
phonemes: ðˈɛn dˈʌz ˈɛvɹɪθˌɪŋ bɪkˌʌm mˈɔːɹ mɪstˈɪɹiəs, ðə skˈaɪ fɹˈaʊnz wɪð klˈaʊdz, jˈɛloʊ lˈiːvz stɹˈuː ðə pˈæθs æt ðɪ ˈɛdʒ ʌvðə nˈeɪkᵻd fˈɔːɹɪst, ænd ðə fˈɔːɹɪst ɪtsˈɛlf tˈɜːnz blˈæk ænd blˈuː mˈɔːɹ ɪspˈɛʃəli æɾ ᵻvˈɛntaɪd wɛn dˈæmp fˈɑːɡ ɪz spɹˈɛdɪŋ ænd ðə tɹˈiːz ɡlˈɪmɚɹ ɪnðə dˈɛpθs lˈaɪk dʒˈaɪənts, lˈaɪk fˈɔːɹmləs, wˈɪɹd fˈæntəmz.