text_original: In a dull stream, which moving slow, You hardly see the current flow; If a small breeze obstruct the course, It whirls about, for want of force, And in its narrow circle gathers Nothing but chaff, and straws, and feathers.
text_transcription: IN A DULL STREAM WHICH MOVING SLOW YOU HARDLY SEE THE CURRENT FLOW IF A SMALL BREEZE OBSTRUCT THE COURSE IT WHIRLS ABOUT FOR WANT OF FORCE AND IN ITS NARROW CIRCLE GATHERS NOTHING BUT CHAFF AND STRAWS AND FEATHERS
phonemes: ɪn ɐ dˈʌl stɹˈiːm, wˌɪtʃ mˈuːvɪŋ slˈoʊ, juː hˈɑːɹdli sˈiː ðə kˈɜːɹənt flˈoʊ; ɪf ɐ smˈɔːl bɹˈiːz əbstɹˈʌkt ðə kˈɔːɹs, ɪt wˈɜːlz ɐbˈaʊt, fɔːɹ wˈɔnt ʌv fˈɔːɹs, ænd ɪn ɪts nˈæɹoʊ sˈɜːkəl ɡˈæðɚz nˈʌθɪŋ bˌʌt tʃˈæf, ænd stɹˈɔːz, ænd fˈɛðɚz.