text_original: And, haply, when the evening droops Her amber eyelids in the west, Here one might hear the swish of hoops, Or catch the glint of hat or vest, As two dim lovers past him pressed. And, instant as some star's slant flame, That scores the swarthy cheek of night, Perhaps behold Colonial dame And gentleman in stately white Go glimmering down the pale moonlight.
text_transcription: AND HAPLY WHEN THE EVENING DROOPS HER AMBER EYELIDS IN THE WEST HERE ONE MIGHT HEAR THE SWISH OF HOOPS OR CATCH THE GLINT OF HEAD OR VEST AS TWO DIM LOVERS PAST HIM PREST AND INSTANT AS SOME STAR'S SLANT FLAME THAT SCORES THE SWARTHY CHEEK OF NIGHT PERHAPS BEHOLD COLONIAL DAME AND GENTLEMAN IN STATELY WHITE GO GLIMMERING DOWN THE PALE MOONLIGHT
phonemes: ænd, hˈæpli, wˌɛn ðɪ ˈiːvnɪŋ dɹˈuːps hɜːɹ ˈæmbɚɹ ˈaɪlɪdz ɪnðə wˈɛst, hˈɪɹ wˈʌn mˌaɪt hˈɪɹ ðə swˈɪʃ ʌv hˈuːps, ɔːɹ kˈætʃ ðə ɡlˈɪnt ʌv hˈæt ɔːɹ vˈɛst, æz tˈuː dˈɪm lˈʌvɚz pˈæst hˌɪm pɹˈɛst. ænd, ˈɪnstənt æz sˌʌm stˈɑːɹz slˈænt flˈeɪm, ðæt skˈɔːɹz ðə swˈɔːɹði tʃˈiːk ʌv nˈaɪt, pɚhˈæps bᵻhˈoʊld kəlˈoʊnɪəl dˈeɪm ænd dʒˈɛntəlmən ɪn stˈeɪtli wˈaɪt ɡˌoʊ ɡlˈɪmɚɹɪŋ dˌaʊn ðə pˈeɪl mˈuːnlaɪt.