text_original: he mistakes very often for claws; With his sad little gait as he comes from the fight When he feels that he hasn't done all that he might; Oh, so fearless of man, yet afraid of a frog, My near little, queer little, dear little dog!
text_transcription: HE MISTAKES VERY OFTEN FOR CLAWS WITH HIS SAD LITTLE GAIT AS HE COMES FROM THE FIGHT WHEN HE FEELS THAT HE HASN'T DONE ALL THAT HE MIGHT OH SO FEARLESS OF MAN YET AFRAID OF A FROG MY NEAR LITTLE QUEER LITTLE DEAR LITTLE DOG
phonemes: hiː mɪstˈeɪks vˈɛɹi ˈɔfən fɔːɹ klˈɔːz; wɪð hɪz sˈæd lˈɪɾəl ɡˈeɪt æz hiː kˈʌmz fɹʌmðə fˈaɪt wɛn hiː fˈiːlz ðæt hiː hˈæzənt dˈʌn ˈɔːl ðæt hiː mˈaɪt; ˈoʊ, sˌoʊ fˈɪɹləs ʌv mˈæn, jˈɛt ɐfɹˈeɪd əvə fɹˈɑːɡ, maɪ nˌɪɹ lˈɪɾəl, kwˈɪɹ lˈɪɾəl, dˈɪɹ lˈɪɾəl dˈɑːɡ!