text_original: The graceful deer Bounds to the wood at my approach. The bee, A more adventurous colonist than man, With whom he came across the eastern deep, Fills the savannas with his murmurings, And hides his sweets, as in the golden age, Within the hollow oak.
text_transcription: THE GRACEFUL DEER BOUNDS TO THE WOOD AT MY APPROACH THE BEE A MORE ADVENTUROUS COLONIST THAN MAN WITH WHOM HE CAME ACROSS THE EASTERN DEEP FILLS THE SAVANNAS WITH HIS MURMURINGS AND HIDES HIS SWEETS AS IN THE GOLDEN AGE WITHIN THE HOLLOW OAK
phonemes: ðə ɡɹˈeɪsfəl dˈɪɹ bˈaʊndz tə ðə wˈʊd æt maɪ ɐpɹˈoʊtʃ. ðə bˈiː, ɐ mˈɔːɹ ɐdvˈɛntʃɚɹəs kˈɑːlənˌɪst ðɐn mˈæn, wɪð hˈuːm hiː kˈeɪm əkɹˌɑːs ðɪ ˈiːstɚn dˈiːp, fˈɪlz ðə sævˈænəz wɪð hɪz mˈɜːmɚɹɪŋz, ænd hˈaɪdz hɪz swˈiːts, æz ɪnðə ɡˈoʊldən ˈeɪdʒ, wɪðˌɪn ðə hˈɑːloʊ ˈoʊk.