text_original: I stammer, all afire to tell The thoughts that urge for life like pain; For them words brim the shallow well Like easy drops of summer rain.
text_transcription: I STAMMER ALL AFIRE TO TELL THE THOUGHTS THAT URGE FOR LIFE LIKE PAIN FOR THEM WORDS BRIM THE SHALLOW WELL LIKE EASY DROPS OF SUMMER RAIN
phonemes: aɪ stˈæmɚ, ˈɔːl ɐfˈaɪɚ tə tˈɛl ðə θˈɔːts ðæt ˈɜːdʒ fɔːɹ lˈaɪf lˈaɪk pˈeɪn; fɔːɹ ðˌɛm wˈɜːdz bɹˈɪm ðə ʃˈæloʊ wˈɛl lˈaɪk ˈiːzi dɹˈɑːps ʌv sˈʌmɚ ɹˈeɪn.