text_original: Thou art the music that I hear in sleep, The poetry that lures me on in dreams; The magic, thou, that holds my thought with themes Of young romance in revery's mystic keep.
text_transcription: THOU ART THE MUSIC THAT I HEAR IN SLEEP THE POETRY THAT LUS ME ON IN DREAMS THE MAGIC THOU THAT HOLDS MY THOUGHT WITH THEMES OF YOUNG ROMANCE IN REVERIE'S MYSTIC KEEP
phonemes: ðˈaʊ ˈɑːɹt ðə mjˈuːzɪk ðæt aɪ hˈɪɹ ɪn slˈiːp, ðə pˈoʊɪtɹi ðæt lˈʊɹz mˌiː ˌɔn ɪn dɹˈiːmz; ðə mˈædʒɪk, ðˈaʊ, ðæt hˈoʊldz maɪ θˈɔːt wɪð θˈiːmz ʌv jˈʌŋ ɹoʊmˈæns ɪn ɹˈɛvɚɹiz mˈɪstɪk kˈiːp.