text_original: Come hither, Christina, my little one; it is well to be abashed, but thou art not a child who need fear to meet a father."
text_transcription: COME HITHER CHRISTINA MY LITTLE ONE IT IS WELL TO BE ABASHED BUT THOU ART NOT A CHILD WHO NEED FEAR TO ME TO FATHER
phonemes: kˈʌm hˈɪðɚ, kɹɪstˈiːnə, maɪ lˈɪɾəl wˌʌn; ɪɾ ɪz wˈɛl təbi ɐbˈæʃt, bˌʌt ðˈaʊ ˈɑːɹt nˌɑːɾə tʃˈaɪld hˌuː nˈiːd fˈɪɹ tə mˈiːt ɐ fˈɑːðɚ."