text_original: Then for the sheep, those foolish cattle, Not fit for courage, or for battle; And being tolerable meat, They're good for nothing but to eat. The shepherd too, young enemy, Deserves no better destiny.
text_transcription: THEN FOR THE SHEEP THOSE FOOLISH CATTLE NOT FIT FOR COURAGE OR FOR BATTLE AND BEING TOLERABLE MEAT THEY'RE GOOD FOR NOTHING BUT TO EAT THE SHEPHERD TOO YOUNG ENEMY DESERVES NO BETTER DESTINY
phonemes: ðˈɛn fɚðə ʃˈiːp, ðoʊz fˈuːlɪʃ kˈæɾəl, nˌɑːt fˈɪt fɔːɹ kˈɜːɹɪdʒ, ɔːɹ fɔːɹ bˈæɾəl; ænd bˌiːɪŋ tˈɑːlɚɹəbəl mˈiːt, ðeɪɚ ɡˈʊd fɔːɹ nˈʌθɪŋ bˌʌt tʊ ˈiːt. ðə ʃˈɛpɚd tˈuː, jˈʌŋ ˈɛnəmi, dɪzˈɜːvz nˈoʊ bˈɛɾɚ dˈɛstɪni.