text_original: WHENCE came the ember That touched our young souls' candles first with light; In shadowy years, too distant to remember, Where childhood merges backward into night?
text_transcription: WHENCE CAME THE AMBER THAT TOUCHED OUR YOUNG SOUL'S CANDLES FIRST WITH LIGHT IN SHADOWY YEARS TOO DISTANT TO REMEMBER WHERE CHILDHOOD MERGES BACKWARD INTO NIGHT
phonemes: wˈɛns kˈeɪm ðɪ ˈɛmbɚ ðæt tˈʌtʃt ˌaʊɚ jˈʌŋ sˈoʊlz kˈændəlz fˈɜːst wɪð lˈaɪt; ɪn ʃˈædoʊi jˈɪɹz, tˈuː dˈɪstənt tə ɹᵻmˈɛmbɚ, wˌɛɹ tʃˈaɪldhʊd mˈɜːdʒᵻz bˈækwɚd ˌɪntʊ nˈaɪt?