text_original: 'Twas midnight when A longing, like to madness, mastered me, Compelled me to that chamber, which for ten Sad years was sealed; a dark necessity To gaze upon  I knew not what again.
text_transcription: TWAS MIDNIGHT WHEN A LONGING LIKE TO MADNESS MASTERED ME COMPELLED ME TO THAT CHAMBER WHICH FOR TEN SAD YEARS WAS SEALED HER DARK NECESSITY TO GAZE UPON I KNEW NOT WHAT AGAIN
phonemes: twˈɑːz mˈɪdnaɪt wɛn ɐ lˈɔŋɪŋ, lˈaɪk tə mˈædnəs, mˈæstɚd mˌiː, kəmpˈɛld mˌiː tə ðæt tʃˈeɪmbɚ, wˌɪtʃ fɔːɹ tˈɛn sˈæd jˈɪɹz wʌz sˈiːld; ɐ dˈɑːɹk nəsˈɛsɪɾi tə ɡˈeɪz əpˌɑːn aɪ nˈuː nˌɑːt wʌt ɐɡˈɛn.