text_original: My life is like the single dewy star That trembles on the horizon's primrose bar, — A microcosm where all things living are.
text_transcription: MY LIFE IS LIKE THE SINGLE DEWY STAR THAT TREMBLES ON THE HORIZON'S PRIMROSE BAR A MICROCOSM WHERE ALL THINGS LIVING ARE
phonemes: maɪ lˈaɪf ɪz lˈaɪk ðə sˈɪŋɡəl dˈuːi stˈɑːɹ ðæt tɹˈɛmbəlz ɔnðə hɚɹˈaɪzənz pɹˈɪmɹoʊz bˈɑːɹ, — ɐ mˈaɪkɹoʊkˌɑːzəm wˌɛɹ ˈɔːl θˈɪŋz lˈɪvɪŋ ɑːɹ.