text_original: "Fears!"  we have roused her at last; See! her lips part with a smile, And laughter breaks forth from her eyes,   "Fears! whence should they ever arise In our hearts, O my children, the while We can remember the past?
text_transcription: FIERCE WE HAVE ROUSED HER AT LAST SEE HER LIPS PART WITH A SMILE AND LAUGHTER BREAKS FORTH FROM HER EYES FIERCE WHENCE SHOULD THEY EVER ARISE IN OUR HEARTS O MY CHILDREN THE WHILE WE CAN REMEMBER THE PAST
phonemes: "fˈɪɹz!"  wiː hæv ɹˈaʊzd hɜːɹ æt lˈæst; sˈiː! hɜː lˈɪps pˈɑːɹt wɪð ɐ smˈaɪl, ænd lˈæftɚ bɹˈeɪks fˈɔːɹθ fɹʌm hɜːɹ ˈaɪz,   "fˈɪɹz! wˈɛns ʃˌʊd ðeɪ ˈɛvɚɹ ɚɹˈaɪz ɪn ˌaʊɚ hˈɑːɹts, ˈoʊ maɪ tʃˈɪldɹən, ðə wˈaɪl wiː kæn ɹᵻmˈɛmbɚ ðə pˈæst?