text_original: The slow gray slug and snail have trailed Their slimy silver up and down The beds where once the moss rose veiled Rich beauty; and the mushroom brown Swells where the lily tossed its crown.
text_transcription: THE SLOW GRAY SLUG AND SNAIL HAVE TRAILED THEIR SLIMY SILVER UP AND DOWN THE BEDS WHERE ONCE THE MOSROSE VEILED RICH BEAUTY AND THE MUSHROOM BROWN SWELLS WHERE THE LILY TOSSED ITS CROWN
phonemes: ðə slˈoʊ ɡɹˈeɪ slˈʌɡ ænd snˈeɪl hæv tɹˈeɪld ðɛɹ slˈaɪmi sˈɪlvɚɹ ˌʌp ænd dˌaʊn ðə bˈɛdz wˌɛɹ wˈʌns ðə mˈɔs ɹˈoʊz vˈeɪld ɹˈɪtʃ bjˈuːɾi; ænd ðə mˈʌʃɹuːm bɹˈaʊn swˈɛlz wˌɛɹ ðə lˈɪli tˈɔst ɪts kɹˈaʊn.