text_original: What petty motives rule their fates! How the mouse makes the mighty mountains shake! The mighty mountain labours with its birth, Away the frighten'd peasants fly, Scared at the unheard of prodigy, Expect some great gigantic son of earth; Lo! it appears! See how they tremble! how they quake! Out starts the little beast, and mocks their idle fears.
text_transcription: WHAT PETTY MOTIVES RULE THEIR FATES HOW THE MOUSE MAKES THE MIGHTY MOUNTAINS SHAKE THE MIGHTY MOUNTAIN LABORS WITH ITS BIRTH AWAY THE FRIGHTENED PEASANTS FLY SCARED AT THE UNHEARD OF PRODIGY EXPECT SOME GREAT GIGANTIC SON OF EARTH LO IT APPEARS SEE HOW THEY TREMBLE HOW THEY QUAKE OUT STARTS THE LITTLE BEAST AND MOCKS THEIR IDLE FEARS
phonemes: wˌʌt pˈɛɾi mˈoʊɾɪvz ɹˈuːl ðɛɹ fˈeɪts! hˌaʊ ðə mˈaʊs mˌeɪks ðə mˈaɪɾi mˈaʊntɪnz ʃˈeɪk! ðə mˈaɪɾi mˈaʊntɪn lˈeɪbɚz wɪð ɪts bˈɜːθ, ɐwˈeɪ ðə fɹˈaɪʔn̩d pˈɛzənts flˈaɪ, skˈɛɹd æt ðɪ ʌnhˈɜːd ʌv pɹˈɑːdɪdʒi, ɛkspˈɛkt sˌʌm ɡɹˈeɪt dʒaɪɡˈæntɪk sˈʌn ʌv ˈɜːθ; lˈoʊ! ɪɾ ɐpˈɪɹz! sˈiː hˌaʊ ðeɪ tɹˈɛmbəl! hˌaʊ ðeɪ kwˈeɪk! ˈaʊt stˈɑːɹts ðə lˈɪɾəl bˈiːst, ænd mˈɑːks ðɛɹ ˈaɪdəl fˈɪɹz.