text_original: While the waters flow and tall trees flourish, and the sun rises and shines and the bright moon also; while rivers run and the sea breaks on the shore, ever remaining on this mournful tomb, I tell the passer by that Midas here lies buried.
text_transcription: WHILE THE WATERS FLOW AND TALL TREES FLOURISH AND THE SUN RISES AND SHINES AND THE BRIGHT MOON ALSO WHILE RIVERS RUN AND THE SEA BREAKS ON THE SHORE EVER REMAINING ON THIS MOURNFUL TOMB I TELL THE PASSER BY THAT MIDAS HERE LIES BURIED
phonemes: wˌaɪl ðə wˈɔːɾɚz flˈoʊ ænd tˈɔːl tɹˈiːz flˈɜːɹɪʃ, ænd ðə sˈʌn ɹˈaɪzᵻz ænd ʃˈaɪnz ænd ðə bɹˈaɪt mˈuːn ˈɔːlsoʊ; wˌaɪl ɹˈɪvɚz ɹˈʌn ænd ðə sˈiː bɹˈeɪks ɔnðə ʃˈɔːɹ, ˈɛvɚ ɹᵻmˈeɪnɪŋ ˌɔn ðɪs mˈɔːɹnfəl tˈuːm, aɪ tˈɛl ðə pˈæsɚ baɪ ðæt mˈiːdəz hˈɪɹ lˈaɪz bˈɛɹid.