text_original: I never once heard that he hung over the glassy stream, like another Narcissus, admiring the image in it, nor that he ever stole an amorous look at his counterfeit in a side mirror.
text_transcription: I NEVER ONCE HEARD THAT HE HUNG OVER THE GLASSY STREAM LIKE ANOTHER NARCISSUS ADMIRING THE IMAGE IN IT NOR THAT HE EVER STOLE AN AMOROUS LOOK AT HIS COUNTERFEIT IN A SIDE MIRROR
phonemes: aɪ nˈɛvɚ wˈʌns hˈɜːd ðæt hiː hˈʌŋ ˌoʊvɚ ðə ɡlˈæsi stɹˈiːm, lˈaɪk ɐnˈʌðɚ nˈɑːɹsɪsəs, ɐdmˈaɪɚɹɪŋ ðɪ ˈɪmɪdʒ ɪn ɪt, nˈɔːɹ ðæt hiː ˈɛvɚ stˈoʊl ɐn ˈæmɚɹəs lˈʊk æt hɪz kˈaʊntɚfˌeɪt ɪn ɐ sˈaɪd mˈɪɹɚ.