text_original: Amid the leaves' green mass a sunny play Of flash and shadow stirs like inward life: The ship's white sail glides onward far away, Unhaunted by a dream of storm or strife.
text_transcription: AMID THE LEED'S GREEN MASS A SUNNY PLAY OF FLESH AND SHADOW STIRS LIKE INWARD LIFE THE SHIP'S WHITE SAIL GLIDES ONWARD FAR AWAY UNHAUNTED BY A DREAM OF STORM OR STRIFE
phonemes: ɐmˈɪd ðə lˈiːvz ɡɹˈiːn mˈæs ɐ sˈʌni plˈeɪ ʌv flˈæʃ ænd ʃˈædoʊ stˈɜːz lˈaɪk ˈɪnwɚd lˈaɪf: ðə ʃˈɪps wˈaɪt sˈeɪl ɡlˈaɪdz ˈɑːnwɚd fˈɑːɹ ɐwˈeɪ, ʌnhˈɔːntᵻd baɪ ɐ dɹˈiːm ʌv stˈɔːɹm ɔːɹ stɹˈaɪf.