text_original: Her blowing winds but keep the rockers swinging, And deepen slumber in the shut blue eyes, And the shrill cadences of her high singing Are to the babe but wonted lullabies.
text_transcription: HER BLOWING WINDS BUT KEEP THE ROCKERS SWINGING AND DEEPEN SLUMBER IN THE SHUT BLUE EYES AND THE SHRILL CADDENSUS OF HER HIGH SINGING ARE TO THE BABE BUT WONTED LULLAPPIES
phonemes: hɜː blˈoʊɪŋ wˈɪndz bˌʌt kˈiːp ðə ɹˈɑːkɚz swˈɪŋɪŋ, ænd dˈiːpən slˈʌmbɚɹ ɪnðə ʃˈʌt blˈuː ˈaɪz, ænd ðə ʃɹˈɪl kˈeɪdənsᵻz ʌv hɜː hˈaɪ sˈɪŋɪŋ ɑːɹ tə ðə bˈeɪb bˌʌt wˈɔntᵻd lˈʌləbˌaɪz.