text_original: Thunder heads have hovered o'er   Storms my path have chilled and shaded; Of the bloom my gay youth bore, Some has fruited  more has faded."
text_transcription: THUNDERHEADS HAVE HOVERED O'ER STORMS MY PATH HAVE CHILLED AND SHADED OF THE BLOOM MY GAY YOUTH BORE SOME HAS FRUITED MORE HAS FADED
phonemes: θˈʌndɚ hˈɛdz hæv hˈʌvɚd ˈɔːɹ stˈɔːɹmz maɪ pˈæθ hæv tʃˈɪld ænd ʃˈeɪdᵻd; ʌvðə blˈuːm maɪ ɡˈeɪ jˈuːθ bˈɔːɹ, sˌʌm hɐz fɹˈuːɾᵻd mˈɔːɹ hɐz fˈeɪdᵻd."