text_original: I stand no more in the waxen lit room: I see thee again as I saw thee that day, In a world of sunshine and springtide bloom, 'Midst the green and white of the budding May.
text_transcription: I STAND NO MORE IN THE WAXEN LIT ROOM I SEE THEE AGAIN AS I SAW THEE THAT DAY IN A WORLD OF SUNSHINE AND SPRINGTIDE BLOOM MIDST THE GREEN AND WHITE OF THE BUDDING MAY
phonemes: aɪ stˈænd nˈoʊmˌɔːɹ ɪnðə wˈæksən lˈɪt ɹˈuːm: aɪ sˈiː ðiː ɐɡˈɛn æz aɪ sˈɔː ðiː ðæt dˈeɪ, ɪn ɐ wˈɜːld ʌv sˈʌnʃaɪn ænd spɹˈɪŋtaɪd blˈuːm, mˈɪdst ðə ɡɹˈiːn ænd wˈaɪt ʌvðə bˈʌdɪŋ mˈeɪ.