text_original: Yet wandering I found on my ruinous walk, By the dial stone aged and green, One rose of the wilderness left on its stalk, To mark where a garden had been.
text_transcription: YET WANDERING I FOUND ON MY RUINOUS WALK BY THE DIAL STONE AGED AND GREEN ONE ROSE OF THE WILDERNESS LEFT ON ITS STALK TO MARK WHERE A GARDEN HAD BEEN
phonemes: jˈɛt wˈɔndɚɹɪŋ aɪ fˈaʊnd ˌɔn maɪ ɹˈuːɪnəs wˈɔːk, baɪ ðə dˈaɪəl stˈoʊn ˈeɪdʒd ænd ɡɹˈiːn, wˈʌn ɹˈoʊz ʌvðə wˈɪldɚnəs lˈɛft ˌɔn ɪts stˈɔːk, tə mˈɑːɹk wˌɛɹ ɐ ɡˈɑːɹdən hɐdbɪn.