text_original: And I hate the sun, And stand here lonely, aching, chill; "Stand waiting, waiting under skies That blow reproach, the while I see The rooks sheer off to where he lies Wrapt in a peace withheld from me."
text_transcription: AND I HATE THE SUN AND STAND HERE LONELY ACHING CHILL STAND WAITING WAITING UNDER SKIES THAT BLOW REPROACH THE WHILE I SEE THE ROOKS SHEER OFF TO WHERE HE LIES WRAPPED IN A PEACE WITHHELD FROM ME
phonemes: ænd aɪ hˈeɪt ðə sˈʌn, ænd stˈænd hˈɪɹ lˈoʊnli, ˈeɪkɪŋ, tʃˈɪl; "stˈænd wˈeɪɾɪŋ, wˈeɪɾɪŋ ˌʌndɚ skˈaɪz ðæt blˈoʊ ɹᵻpɹˈoʊtʃ, ðə wˈaɪl aɪ sˈiː ðə ɹˈʊks ʃˈɪɹ ˈɔf tʊ wˌɛɹ hiː lˈaɪz ɹˈæpt ɪn ɐ pˈiːs wɪðhˈɛld fɹʌm mˌiː."