text_original: XVII _To a Moth_ Spirit of evil, heavily flying, turning, Dropping to earth, Caught to the light, with brown wings torn and burning, Whence was your birth?
text_transcription: SONYA TO A MOTH SPIRIT OF EVIL HEAVILY FLYING TURNING DROPPING TO EARTH CAUGHT TO THE LIGHT WITH BROWN WINGS TORN AND BURNING WHENCE WAS YOUR BIRTH
phonemes: ɹˌoʊmən sˈɛvəntˌiːn tʊ ɐ mˈɑːθ spˈɪɹɪt ʌv ˈiːvəl, hˈɛvili flˈaɪɪŋ, tˈɜːnɪŋ, dɹˈɑːpɪŋ tʊ ˈɜːθ, kˈɔːt tə ðə lˈaɪt, wɪð bɹˈaʊn wˈɪŋz tˈɔːɹn ænd bˈɜːnɪŋ, wˈɛns wʌz jʊɹ bˈɜːθ?