text_original: BEFORE THE RAIN. We kuew it would rain, for all the mora A spirit on slender ropes of mist Was lowering its golden buckets down Into the vapory amethysl Of marslies and swamps and dismal fens Scooping the dew thai lay in the flowers, Dipping the jewels ou1 of the sea. To scatter them over the land in Bhowei We knew it would r,in.
text_transcription: BEFORE THE RAIN WE KNEW IT WOULD RAIN FOR ALL THE MORN A SPIRIT ON SLENDER ROPES OF MIST WAS LOWERING ITS GOLDEN BUCKETS DOWN INTO THE VAPOURY AMETHYST OF MARSHES AND SWAMPS AND DISMAL FENCE SCOOPING THE DEW THAT LAY IN THE FLOWERS DIPPING THE JEWELS OUT OF THE SEA TO SCATTER THEM OVER THE LAND IN SHOWERS WE KNEW IT WOULD RAIN
phonemes: bᵻfˌɔːɹ ðə ɹˈeɪn. wiː kjˈuːw ɪt wʊd ɹˈeɪn, fɔːɹ ˈɔːl ðə mˈɔːɹə ɐ spˈɪɹɪt ˌɔn slˈɛndɚ ɹˈoʊps ʌv mˈɪst wʌz lˈoʊɚɹɪŋ ɪts ɡˈoʊldən bˈʌkɪts dˌaʊn ˌɪntʊ ðə vˈeɪpɚɹi ˈæmɪθˌɪsəl ʌv mˈɑːɹsliz ænd swˈɑːmps ænd dˈɪzməl fˈɛnz skˈuːpɪŋ ðə dˈuː tˈaɪ lˈeɪ ɪnðə flˈaʊɚz, dˈɪpɪŋ ðə dʒˈuːəlz ˈuː wˈʌn ʌvðə sˈiː. tə skˈæɾɚ ðˌɛm ˌoʊvɚ ðə lˈænd ɪn bˈaʊeɪ wiː nˈuː ɪt wʊd ˈɑːɹ,ˈɪn.