text_original: In the greenest of our valleys By good angels tenanted, Once a fair and stately palace — Radiant palace — reared its head. In the monarch Thought's dominion, It stood there ; Never seraph spread a pinion Over fabric half so fair.
text_transcription: IN THE GREENEST OF OUR VALLEYS BY GOOD ANGELS TENANTED ONCE A FAIR AND STATELY PALACE RADIANT PALACE REARED ITS HEAD IN THE MONARCH THOUGHTS DOMINION IT STOOD THERE NEVER SERAPH SPREAD OPINION OVER FABRIC HALF SO FAIR
phonemes: ɪnðə ɡɹˈiːnɪst ʌv ˌaʊɚ vˈælɪz baɪ ɡˈʊd ˈeɪndʒəlz tˈɛnəntᵻd, wˈʌns ɐ fˈɛɹ ænd stˈeɪtli pˈælɪs — ɹˈeɪdiənt pˈælɪs — ɹˈɪɹd ɪts hˈɛd. ɪnðə mˈɑːnɚk θˈɔːts dəmˈɪniən, ɪt stˈʊd ðˈɛɹ ; nˈɛvɚ sˈɛɹəf spɹˈɛd ɐ pˈɪniən ˌoʊvɚ fˈæbɹɪk hˈæf sˌoʊ fˈɛɹ.