text_original: Between two golden tufts of summer grass, I see the world through hot air as through glass, Aud by my face sweet lights aud colors pass.
text_transcription: BETWEEN TWO GOLDEN TUFTS OF SUMMER GRASS I SEE THE WORLD THROUGH HOT AIR AS THROUGH GLASS AND BY MY FACE SWEET LIGHTS AND COLORS PASS
phonemes: bᵻtwˌiːn tˈuː ɡˈoʊldən tˈʌfts ʌv sˈʌmɚ ɡɹˈæs, aɪ sˈiː ðə wˈɜːld θɹuː hˈɑːt ˈɛɹ æz θɹuː ɡlˈæs, ˈɔːd baɪ maɪ fˈeɪs swˈiːt lˈaɪts ˈɔːd kˈʌlɚz pˈæs.