text_original: In some kind heart thy gentle memory dwells, I said, and, though thy latest aspect tells Of drowning pains and mortal agony, Thy master's self might weep and smile to see His little dog stretched on these rosy shells, Betwixt the rainbow and the rosy sea. CHARLES TENNYSON TURNER. PART II THE HUMAN RELATIONSHIP _"A man's dog stands b
text_transcription: IN SOME KIND HEART THY GENTLE MEMORY DWELLS I SAID AND THOUGH THY LATEST ASPECT TELLS OF DROWNING PAINS AND MORTAL AGONY THY MASTER'S SELF MIGHT WEEP AND SMILE TO SEE HIS LITTLE DOG STRETCHED ON THESE ROSY SHELLS BETWIXT THE RAINBOW AND THE ROSY SEA END OF POEM THIS RECORDING IS IN THE PUBLIC DOMAIN
phonemes: ɪn sˌʌm kˈaɪnd hˈɑːɹt ðˌaɪ dʒˈɛntəl mˈɛmɚɹi dwˈɛlz, aɪ sˈɛd, ænd, ðˌoʊ ðˌaɪ lˈeɪɾɪst ˈæspɛkt tˈɛlz ʌv dɹˈaʊnɪŋ pˈeɪnz ænd mˈɔːɹɾəl ˈæɡəni, ðˌaɪ mˈæstɚz sˈɛlf mˌaɪt wˈiːp ænd smˈaɪl tə sˈiː hɪz lˈɪɾəl dˈɑːɡ stɹˈɛtʃt ˌɔn ðiːz ɹˈoʊzi ʃˈɛlz, bᵻtwˈɪkst ðə ɹˈeɪnboʊ ænd ðə ɹˈoʊzi sˈiː. tʃˈɑːɹlz tˈɛnɪsən tˈɜːnɚ. pˈɑːɹt ɹˌoʊmən tˈuː ðə hjˈuːmən ɹᵻlˈeɪʃənʃˌɪp"ɐ mˈænz dˈɑːɡ stˈændz bˈiː