text_original: Slowly the western ray forsook The statue in its shrine; A sense of tears thrilled all the air Along the purpling line. Earth seemed a place of graves that rang To hollow footsteps, while she sang, "Drink to me only with thine eyes. And I will pledge with mine!"
text_transcription: SLOWLY THE WESTERN RAY FORSOOK THE STATUE IN ITS SHRINE A SENSE OF TEARS THRILLED ALL THE AIR ALONG THE PURPLING LINE EARTH SEEMED THE PLACE OF GRAVES THAT RANG TO HOLLOW FOOTSTEPS WHILE SHE SANG DRINK TO ME ONLY WITH THINE EYES AND I WILL PLEDGE WITH MINE
phonemes: slˈoʊli ðə wˈɛstɚn ɹˈeɪ fɔːɹsˈʊk ðə stˈætʃuː ɪn ɪts ʃɹˈaɪn; ɐ sˈɛns ʌv tˈɪɹz θɹˈɪld ˈɔːl ðɪ ˈɛɹ ɐlˈɔŋ ðə pˈɜːplɪŋ lˈaɪn. ˈɜːθ sˈiːmd ɐ plˈeɪs ʌv ɡɹˈeɪvz ðæt ɹˈæŋ tə hˈɑːloʊ fˈʊtstɛps, wˌaɪl ʃiː sˈæŋ, "dɹˈɪŋk tə mˌiː ˈoʊnli wɪð ðaɪn ˈaɪz. ænd aɪ wɪl plˈɛdʒ wɪð mˈaɪn!"