text_original: But long, upon Araby's green sunny highlands, Shall maids and their lovers remember the doom Of her who lies sleeping among the Pearl Islands, With naught but the sea star to light up her tomb. And still, when the merry date season is burning, And calls to the palm grove the young and the old, The happiest there, from their pastime returning At sunset, will weep when thy story is told.
text_transcription: BUT LONG UPON ARABY'S GREEN SUNNY HIGHLANDS SHALL MAIDS AND THEIR LOVERS REMEMBER THE DOOM OF HER WHO LIES SLEEPING AMONG THE PEARL ISLANDS WITH NOUGHT BUT THE SEA STAR TO LIGHT UP HER TOMB AND STILL WHEN THE MERRY DATE SEASON IS BURNING AND CALLS TO THE PALM GROVE THE YOUNG AND THE OLD THE HAPPIEST THERE FROM THEIR PASTIME RETURNING AT SUNSET WILL WEEP WHEN THY STORY IS TOLD
phonemes: bˌʌt lˈɔŋ, əpˌɑːn ˈæɹəbiz ɡɹˈiːn sˈʌni hˈaɪləndz, ʃˌæl mˈeɪdz ænd ðɛɹ lˈʌvɚz ɹᵻmˈɛmbɚ ðə dˈuːm ʌv hɜː hˌuː lˈaɪz slˈiːpɪŋ ɐmˌʌŋ ðə pˈɜːl ˈaɪləndz, wɪð nˈɔːt bˌʌt ðə sˈiː stˈɑːɹ tə lˈaɪt ˌʌp hɜː tˈuːm. ænd stˈɪl, wˌɛn ðə mˈɛɹi dˈeɪt sˈiːzən ɪz bˈɜːnɪŋ, ænd kˈɔːlz tə ðə pˈɑːm ɡɹˈoʊv ðə jˈʌŋ ænd ðɪ ˈoʊld, ðə hˈæpɪɪst ðˈɛɹ, fɹʌm ðɛɹ pˈæstaɪm ɹᵻtˈɜːnɪŋ æt sˈʌnsɛt, wɪl wˈiːp wɛn ðˌaɪ stˈɔːɹi ɪz tˈoʊld.