text_original: Hush! hush! thou trembling lyre, Silence, ye vocal choir, And thou, mellifluous lute, For man soon breathes his last, And all his hope is past, And all his music mute.
text_transcription: HUSH HUSH THOU TREMBLING LIAR SILENCE EVOCAL CHOIR AND THOU MELIFLUEST LUTE FOR MAN SOON BREATHES HIS LAST AND ALL HIS HOPE IS PAST AND ALL HIS MUSIC MUTE
phonemes: hˈʌʃ! hˈʌʃ! ðˈaʊ tɹˈɛmblɪŋ lˈaɪɚ, sˈaɪləns, jiː vˈoʊkəl kwˈaɪɚ, ænd ðˈaʊ, mɛlˈɪfluːəs lˈuːt, fɔːɹ mˈæn sˈuːn bɹˈiːðz hɪz lˈæst, ænd ˈɔːl hɪz hˈoʊp ɪz pˈæst, ænd ˈɔːl hɪz mjˈuːzɪk mjˈuːt.