text_original: WILL O' THE WISP I. There in the calamus he stands With frog webbed feet and bat winged hands; His glow worm garb glints goblin wise; And elfishly, and elfishly, Above the gleam of owlet eyes, A death's moth cap of downy dyes Nods out at me, nods out at me.
text_transcription: WILLARD THE WISP THERE IN THE CALAMUS HE STANDS WITH FROG WEBBED FEET AND BAD WINGED HANDS HIS GLOW WORN GARB GLEANS GOBLIN WISE AND ELFISHLY AND ELFISHLY ABOVE THE GLEAM OF OWLET EYES A DAZZ MOTH CAP OF DOWNY EYES NODS OUT AT ME NOS OUT AT ME
phonemes: wɪl ˈoʊ ðə wˈɪsp ˈaɪ. ðɛɹ ɪnðə kˈælæməs hiː stˈændz wɪð fɹˈɑːɡ wˈɛbd fˈiːt ænd bˈæt wˈɪŋd hˈændz; hɪz ɡlˈoʊ wˈɜːm ɡˈɑːɹb ɡlˈɪnts ɡˈɑːblɪn wˈaɪz; ænd ˈɛlfɪʃli, ænd ˈɛlfɪʃli, əbˌʌv ðə ɡlˈiːm ʌv ˈaʊlɪt ˈaɪz, ɐ dˈɛθz mˈɑːθ kˈæp ʌv dˈaʊni dˈaɪz nˈɑːdz ˈaʊt æt mˌiː, nˈɑːdz ˈaʊt æt mˌiː.