{"id":10686,"date":"2018-05-17T21:02:00","date_gmt":"2018-05-18T01:02:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/oddpla.net\/modernwizard\/?p=10686"},"modified":"2018-05-17T21:02:00","modified_gmt":"2018-05-18T01:02:00","slug":"speech-to-text-fails-at-the-raven","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/oddpla.net\/modernwizard\/2018\/05\/17\/speech-to-text-fails-at-the-raven\/","title":{"rendered":"Speech to text fails at The Raven"},"content":{"rendered":"

Jill and I nearly pissed ourselves with laughter over the hash that the speech-to-text made of Poe’s Raven.<\/em><\/p>\n

<\/p>\n

So brave in
\nBy Edgar Allen Poe
\nOnce upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
\nOver many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore \u2013
\nWally nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a taping,
\nAs if someone can lead wrapping, wrapping at by chamber door. \u201c to his summer visitor,\u201d I muttered, \u201ctapping that might chamberDoor.\u201d
\nOnly this and nothing more.\u201d <\/p>\n

All, reviewed all the kids think lee I remember it was in the bleak December;
\nAnd the aide said Brad dying breed L amber lot and its gulf upon four.
\nEagerly I wish them morrow; \u2013 the main way I had sought to borrow a from one blocks of sorrow \u2013 sorrow for the wall of boar<\/p>\n

And the steel kinda sad own certain rescue wing of each purple Kurt
\nThrilled me \u2013 filled me with fantastic terrors have never felt Steve
\nSo that now, to steal the beating of my heart, I stood repeating
\nCurly of the legal review of
\nA \u201ctea is some visitor in treating entrants at my chamber door \u2013
\nOreo son of a little late visitor in treating entrance at my chamber board; \u2013 this it is and did nothing of more.\u201d <\/p>\n

Pres and we my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer; and a \u201c sur\u201d of its said I, \u201cor madam, truly Your forgiveness I implore
\nBut the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came wrapping, and Sylvain lee you came napping, napping at my chamber door
\nThat I scarce was sure I heard you\u201d \u2013 here I open wide the door
\nDarkness there and did nothing more. <\/p>\n

The into the darkness hearing, long I stood in the air, wondering, fearing,
\nD\u2019Alene, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before;
\nbut the silence was on broken, and the stillness gave no token,
\nAnd the only word of their spoken was the whispered word, \u201cwooden or?\u201d
\nThis I whispered, and an echo murmured back of the word, \u201c win or!\u201d \u2013
\nNearly this and nothing more. <\/p>\n

Back into the chamber turning, all my soul with Ian need burning,
\nSoon again I heard at tapping somewhat milder than before.
\n\u201cSurely,\u201d said I \u201c surely there is something at my window glad to as
\nLet\u2019s me see, blood there at being, and this mystery four \u2013
\nLet my heart be still a moment and this mystery aches four; \u2013
\nTears the wind and did nothing more!\u201d <\/p>\n

Open your life long the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter
\nin their stepped a stately capital read and of the saintly Days of yore
\nNot the least a BS in some eight E; not a minute stopped or state E;
\nBut, we\u2019ve mean of lord our lady, perched above my chamber door \u2013
\nPerched upon a bust of P a LL 8 S just above my chamber door \u2013
\nPerched, and sat, and nothing more. <\/p>\n

But for all of then does this EV and the bird beguiling mice at fancy and two smiling,
\nFive a grave and stern the koran of the countenance it wore, \u201c the love I crashed be shorn and shyer then, that oh,\u201d I said \u201care
\nShort and no cream and ghastly grin and ancient Raven wandering Wandering from the nightly show or \u2013
\nTell me what\u2019s a guy who will work only name and is on the nights plutonium shore!\u201d
\nQuoth the capital are Raven \u201cnever more.\u201d <\/p>\n

Marjorie marveled as ungainly foul to hear discourse so plainly,
\nThough its answer little meaning it \u2013 little relevancy Baur;
\nFor we cannot help agreeing and that no living human being
\nEver yet\u2019t was blessed with seeing a bird of of his chamber door \u2013
\nburner be stuck on the sculptured Boston of his chamber door,
\nWeeds such name has never more. <\/p>\n

But the Raven, saving lonely on the placid bonds spoke only
\nThat one word, as if his soul in that one word he did Al four.
\nNothing of farther than the heat of their he uttered \u2013 not a feather then he fluttered \u2013
\nTill I scarcely more than a martyred \u201cother friends have flowed before \u2013
\nOn them morrow Italics he and Italics will leave me, as by cabbell H hopes have flown by four.\u201d
\nThen the bird said \u201cnever more.\u201d <\/p>\n

Startled at the steel was broken by reply so aptly spoken,
\n\u201c doubtless,\u201d said I, \u201clike others is its only stock in store
\nCaught from some unhappy master who own a merciful disaster
\nFollowed fast and followed faster kill his songs one burden or \u2013
\n~ Dirges of his hope that melancholy burden or
\nOf single quotes never \u2013 never more single quote.\u201d <\/p>\n

Fought to the already a band still beguiling all my fancy into smiling,
\nStraight I wheeled are cushioned seat in front of bird, and bus and Gore;
\nAnd then upon the velvet thinking, I\u2019d be taught myself to linking
\nFancy bun to fancy, thinking what this on them as bird of your \u2013
\nWhat this Graham, ungainly, and deftly, gone, and on them as bird of your
\nMeant and propane never more. <\/p>\n

For this ice at engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing a
\nTwo of the Fellows fiery eyes no burned into my bosoms course;
\nThis and more I sat dividing, with my head at ease reclining
\non the cushions velvet lining of active only applied loaded or,
\nBut who is a velvet-violet aligning with the lamp light clothing or
\nshe shall press, II have, never more! <\/p>\n

Then, Mi fought, the they\u2019re grown denser, perfumed from an unseen sensor
\nnew loving and swan by Sarofim who is flat-fall\u2019s thing called on the tufted floor. And
\n\u201cReds,\u201d I cried, \u201cI got halfway into the \u2013 by these angels he have sent the
\nRespites \u2013 respite and append the from buying memories of win or one
\nCool off, all coif this kind you can see and forgets the law school in or flows
\nfor the Raven never more <\/p>\n

\u201cProfits!\u201d Said eye, a \u201cthing of evil! \u2013 Profits still, it\u2019s a bird or devil! \u2013
\nWhether tester said, or whether tempest talks to be here as short,
\nDesolate yet\u2019t all undaunted, on this desert way an enchanted \u2013
\nOn this home by horror haunted \u2013 tell me truly, I implore \u2013
\nis there in their bone in Gilliam \u2013 tell me \u2013 tell me, I implore!\u201d
\nQuoth the Raven never mall or.\u201d <\/p>\n

\u201cProfit!\u201d Of a Sed I, \u201cthing of evil! \u2013 profits still, if a bird or devil!
\nFive that have and that bends above all as Ivan thought we\u2019d both a door
\nTell this asshole who with sorrow laid in depth with and the distant a then,
\nit shelled class of faded made in home the angel claimed glen or
\nFull quoth the Raven \u201c never more\u201d <\/p>\n

\u201cThe match wore on our sign of partain, bird or feed!\u201d Aisha reached, up starting \u2013
\n\u201cData the back into the tempest and the knights plutonium ashore!
\nWe\u2019ve no black plume as outspoken all that\u2019s why my soul has spoken!
\nLeave my loneliness on baroque and! \u2013 quick to the bust above my door!
\n\u201c Quo for the grave in \u201cnever more.\u201d <\/p>\n

And that the already been, never flicked AIN still is sitting, still is said thing
\non the pallid bust of P a a LL a S just above Might chamber door
\nAnd that and his eyes have all the seeming of the demons that is dreaming
\nand the lamp-light or him streaming throws his shadow On and off the wall
\nAnd my soul from out that shadow that lies loading on the floor
\nShall be lifted \u2013 never more! <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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