text_original: From woods no glimmer enters in, Above the streams that wandering win From out the violet hills, Those haunters of the dusk begin, The whippoorwills.
text_transcription: FROM WOODS NO GLIMMER ENTERS IN ABOVE THE STREAMS THAT WANDERING WIN FROM OUT THE VIOLET HILLS THOSE HAUNTERS OF THE DUSK BEGIN THE WHIPPER WILLS
phonemes: fɹʌm wˈʊdz nˈoʊ ɡlˈɪmɚɹ ˈɛntɚz ˈɪn, əbˌʌv ðə stɹˈiːmz ðæt wˈɔndɚɹɪŋ wˈɪn fɹʌm ˈaʊt ðə vˈaɪəlɪt hˈɪlz, ðoʊz hˈɔːntɚz ʌvðə dˈʌsk bɪɡˈɪn, ðə wˈɪpʊɹwˌɪlz.