text_original: Its eye, A full blue gem, most exquisitely set, Looked archly on its world, — the little imp, As if it knew even then that such a wreath Were not for all ; and with its playful hands It drew aside the robe that hid its realm, And peeped and laughed aloud, and so it laid Its head upon the shrine of such pure joys, And, laughing, slept.
text_transcription: ITS EYE A FULL BLUE GEM MOST EXQUISITELY SET LOOKED ARCHLY ON ITS WORLD THE LITTLE IMP AS IF IT KNEW EVEN THEN THAT SUCH A WREATH WERE NOT FOR ALL AND WITH ITS PLAYFUL HANDS IT DREW ASIDE THE ROPE THAT HID ITS REALM AND PEEPED AND LAUGHED ALOUD AND SO IT LAID ITS HEAD UPON THE SHRINE OF SUCH PURE JOYS AND LAUGHING SLEPT
phonemes: ɪts ˈaɪ, ɐ fˈʊl blˈuː dʒˈɛm, mˈoʊst ɛkskwˈɪsɪtli sˈɛt, lˈʊkt ˈɑːɹtʃli ˌɔn ɪts wˈɜːld, — ðə lˈɪɾəl ˈɪmp, æz ɪf ɪt nˈuː ˈiːvən ðˈɛn ðæt sˈʌtʃ ɐ ɹˈiːθ wɜː nˌɑːt fɔːɹ ˈɔːl ; ænd wɪð ɪts plˈeɪfəl hˈændz ɪt dɹˈuː ɐsˈaɪd ðə ɹˈoʊb ðæt hˈɪd ɪts ɹˈɛlm, ænd pˈiːpt ænd lˈæft ɐlˈaʊd, ænd sˌoʊ ɪt lˈeɪd ɪts hˈɛd əpˌɑːn ðə ʃɹˈaɪn ʌv sˈʌtʃ pjˈʊɹ dʒˈɔɪz, ænd, lˈæfɪŋ, slˈɛpt.