text_original: Who is it, who is it, who?" III When midnight leans a listening ear And tinkles on her insect lutes; When 'mid the roots the cricket flutes, And marsh and mere, now far, now near, A jack o' lantern foots; Then o'er the pool again it hoots, The owlet hoots; A voice that shivers as with fear, That cries in fear: "Who is it, who is it, who?
text_transcription: WHO IS IT WHO IS IT WHO THREE WHEN MIDNIGHT LEANS A LISTENING EAR AND TINKLES ON HER INSECT LOOTS WHEN MID THE ROOTS THE CRICKET FLUTES AND MARSH AND MERE NOW FAR NOW NEAR A JACK O LENTHORN FOOTS THEN OVER THE POOL AGAIN IT HOOTS THE OWL THAT HOOTS A VOICE THAT SHIVERS AS WITH FEAR THAT CRIES IN FEAR WHO IS IT WHO IS IT WHO
phonemes: hˈuː ɪz ɪt, hˈuː ɪz ɪt, hˈuː?" ɹˌoʊmən θɹˈiː wɛn mˈɪdnaɪt lˈiːnz ɐ lˈɪsənɪŋ ˈɪɹ ænd tˈɪŋkəlz ˌɔn hɜːɹ ˈɪnsɛkt lˈuːts; wˌɛn mˈɪd ðə ɹˈuːts ðə kɹˈɪkɪt flˈuːts, ænd mˈɑːɹʃ ænd mˈɪɹ, nˈaʊ fˈɑːɹ, nˈaʊ nˈɪɹ, ɐ dʒˈæk ˈoʊ lˈæntɚn fˈʊts; ðˈɛn ˈɔːɹ ðə pˈuːl ɐɡˈɛn ɪt hˈuːts, ðɪ ˈaʊlɪt hˈuːts; ɐ vˈɔɪs ðæt ʃˈɪvɚz æz wɪð fˈɪɹ, ðæt kɹˈaɪz ɪn fˈɪɹ: "hˈuː ɪz ɪt, hˈuː ɪz ɪt, hˈuː?