text_original: Cool throated flowers that avoid the day's Too fervid kisses; every bud that drinks The tipsy dew and to the starlight plays Nocturnes of fragrance, thy winged shadow links In bonds of secret brotherhood and faith; O bearer of their order's shibboleth, Like some pale symbol fluttering o'er these pinks.
text_transcription: COOL THROATED FLOWERS THAT AVOID THE DAY'S TWO FERVID KISSES EVERY BUD THAT DRINKS THE TIPSY DEW AND TO THE STARLIGHT PLACE NOCTURNES OF FRAGRANCE THY WINGED SHADOW LINKS IN BONDS OF SECRET BROTHERHOOD AND FAITH O BEARER OF THEIR ORDERS SHIBOLETH LIKE SOME PALE CYMBAL FLUTTERING OVER THESE PINKS
phonemes: kˈuːl θɹˈoʊɾᵻd flˈaʊɚz ðæt ɐvˈɔɪd ðə dˈeɪz tˈuː fˈɜːvɪd kˈɪsᵻz; ˈɛvɹi bˈʌd ðæt dɹˈɪŋks ðə tˈɪpsi dˈuː ænd tə ðə stˈɑːɹlaɪt plˈeɪz nˈɑːktɜːnz ʌv fɹˈeɪɡɹəns, ðˌaɪ wˈɪŋd ʃˈædoʊ lˈɪŋks ɪn bˈɑːndz ʌv sˈiːkɹᵻt bɹˈʌðɚhˌʊd ænd fˈeɪθ; ˈoʊ bˈɛɹɚɹ ʌv ðɛɹ ˈɔːɹdɚz ʃˈɪboʊləθ, lˈaɪk sˌʌm pˈeɪl sˈɪmbəl flˈʌɾɚɹɪŋ ˈɔːɹ ðiːz pˈɪŋks.