text_original: A WAKEFUL NIGHT In the dark and the gloom when winds were fretting Like restless children worn out with play, I said to my heart, 'This task, forgetting   Is harder now than it is by day.
text_transcription: AWAKE FOR NIGHT IN THE DARK AND GLOOM WHEN WINDS WERE FRETTING LIKE RESTLESS CHILDREN WORN OUT WITH PLAY I SAID TO MY HEART THIS TASK FORGETTING IS HARDER NOW THAN IT IS BY DAY
phonemes: ɐ wˈeɪkfəl nˈaɪt ɪnðə dˈɑːɹk ænd ðə ɡlˈuːm wɛn wˈɪndz wɜː fɹˈɛɾɪŋ lˈaɪk ɹˈɛstləs tʃˈɪldɹən wˈɔːɹn ˈaʊt wɪð plˈeɪ, aɪ sˈɛd tə maɪ hˈɑːɹt, ðɪs tˈæsk, fɚɡˈɛɾɪŋ ɪz hˈɑːɹdɚ nˈaʊ ðɐn ɪɾ ɪz baɪ dˈeɪ.