text_original: And some, who walk in calmness here, Shall shudder as they reach the door Where one who made their dwelling dear, Its flower, its light, is seen no more.
text_transcription: AND SOME WHO WALK IN CALMNESS HERE SHALL SHUDDER AS THEY REACH THE DOOR WHERE ONE WHO MADE THEIR DWELLING DEAR ITS FLOWER ITS LIGHT IS SEEN NO MORE
phonemes: ænd sˌʌm, hˌuː wˈɔːk ɪn kˈɑːmnəs hˈɪɹ, ʃˌæl ʃˈʌdɚɹ æz ðeɪ ɹˈiːtʃ ðə dˈɔːɹ wˌɛɹ wˈʌn hˌuː mˌeɪd ðɛɹ dwˈɛlɪŋ dˈɪɹ, ɪts flˈaʊɚ, ɪts lˈaɪt, ɪz sˈiːn nˈoʊmˌɔːɹ.