text_original: 'Tis Lidia, and she turns, and slowly turning, Her tresses full of light reveal themselves, And love is shining from a pale shy face Behind the veil. ON THE SIXTH CENTENARY OF DANTE From the 'Levia Gravia' I saw him, from the uncovered tomb uplifting His mighty form, the imperial prophet stand.
text_transcription: THIS LYDIA AND SHE TURNS AND SLOWLY TURNING HER TRESSES FULL OF LIGHT REVEAL THEMSELVES AND LOVE IS SHINING FROM A PALE SHY FACE BEHIND THE VEIL ON THE SIXTH CENTINARY OF DANTE FROM THE LEVIA GRAVIA I SAW HIM FROM THE UNCOVERED TOMB UPLIFTING HIS MIGHTY FORM THE IMPERIAL PROPHET'S STAND
phonemes: tˈɪz lˈɪdiə, ænd ʃiː tˈɜːnz, ænd slˈoʊli tˈɜːnɪŋ, hɜː tɹˈɛsᵻz fˈʊl ʌv lˈaɪt ɹᵻvˈiːl ðɛmsˈɛlvz, ænd lˈʌv ɪz ʃˈaɪnɪŋ fɹʌm ɐ pˈeɪl ʃˈaɪ fˈeɪs bᵻhˌaɪnd ðə vˈeɪl. ɔnðə sˈɪksθ sɛntˈiːnɛɹi ʌv dˈɑːnteɪ fɹʌmðə lˈɛviə ɡɹˈæviə aɪ sˈɔː hˌɪm, fɹʌmðɪ ʌŋkˈʌvɚd tˈuːm ʌplˈɪftɪŋ hɪz mˈaɪɾi fˈɔːɹm, ðɪ ɪmpˈɪɹiəl pɹˈɑːfɪt stˈænd.