text_original: So I went over alone, and while I crouched by the open grave, peering in, a cloud passed, and the moon poured down a flood of light, by which I could see the quiet sleeper, with folded hands, taking her last, long rest.
text_transcription: SO I WENT OVER ALONE AND WHILE I CROUCHED BY THE OPEN GRAVE PEERING IN A CLOUD PASSED AND THE MOON POURED DOWN A FLOOD OF LIGHT BY WHICH I COULD SEE THE QUIET SLEEPER WITH FOLDED HANDS TAKING HER LAST LONG REST
phonemes: sˌoʊ aɪ wɛnt ˌoʊvɚɹ ɐlˈoʊn, ænd wˌaɪl aɪ kɹˈaʊtʃt baɪ ðɪ ˈoʊpən ɡɹˈeɪv, pˈɪɹɪŋ ˈɪn, ɐ klˈaʊd pˈæst, ænd ðə mˈuːn pˈɔːɹd dˌaʊn ɐ flˈʌd ʌv lˈaɪt, baɪ wˌɪtʃ aɪ kʊd sˈiː ðə kwˈaɪət slˈiːpɚ, wɪð fˈoʊldᵻd hˈændz, tˈeɪkɪŋ hɜː lˈæst, lˈɔŋ ɹˈɛst.