text_original: Light and darkness, brown and fair, Ha! they think I do not see,   I behind them, swiftly rowing. Rowing? Yes, but eyes are free, Eyes and fancies:   Now what fire in looks and glances!
text_transcription: LIGHT AND DARKNESS BROWN AND FAIR HA THEY THINK I DO NOT SEE I BEHIND THEM SWIFTLY ROWING ROEING YES BUT EYES ARE FREE EYES AND FANCIES NOW WHAT FIRE IN LOOKS AND GLANCES
phonemes: lˈaɪt ænd dˈɑːɹknəs, bɹˈaʊn ænd fˈɛɹ, hˈɑː! ðeɪ θˈɪŋk aɪ duːnˌɑːt sˈiː,   aɪ bᵻhˈaɪnd ðˌɛm, swˈɪftli ɹˈoʊɪŋ. ɹˈoʊɪŋ? jˈɛs, bˌʌt ˈaɪz ɑːɹ fɹˈiː, ˈaɪz ænd fˈænsiz:   nˈaʊ wʌt fˈaɪɚɹ ɪn lˈʊks ænd ɡlˈænsᵻz!