text_original: My tail was once a waving flag Of welcome. Now I cannot wag It for the weight I have to drag. I know not what has come to me. 'Tis only in my sleep I see Things smiling as they used to be.
text_transcription: MY TAIL WAS ONCE A WAVING FLAG OF WELCOME NOW I CANNOT WAG IT FOR THE WEIGHT I HAVE TO DRAG I KNOW NOT WHAT HAS COME TO ME TIS ONLY IN MY SLEEP I SEE THINGS SMILING AS THEY USED TO BE
phonemes: maɪ tˈeɪl wʌz wˈʌns ɐ wˈeɪvɪŋ flˈæɡ ʌv wˈɛlkʌm. nˈaʊ aɪ kænˈɑːt wˈæɡ ɪt fɚðə wˈeɪt aɪ hæv tə dɹˈæɡ. aɪ nˈoʊ nˌɑːt wʌt hɐz kˈʌm tə mˌiː. tˈɪz ˈoʊnli ɪn maɪ slˈiːp aɪ sˈiː θˈɪŋz smˈaɪlɪŋ æz ðeɪ jˈuːzd tə bˈiː.