text_original: And gently the air was stirred : " Oh, why did you sleep so deep,*' she said, ** That my cry you never heard ? ^ I called on the heart, I called on the hand. So ready to do and dare. But the wind sped by, and laughed at my cry. And flung it abroad on the air.
text_transcription: AND GENTLY THE AIR WAS STIRRED OH WHY DID YOU SLEEP SO DEEP SHE SAID THAT MY CRY YOU NEVER HEARD I CALLED ON THE HEART I CALLED ON THE HAND SO READY TO DO AND DARE BUT THE WIND SPED BY AND LAUGHED AT MY CRY AND FLUNG IT ABROAD ON THE AIR
phonemes: ænd dʒˈɛntli ðɪ ˈɛɹ wʌz stˈɜːd : " ˈoʊ, wˌaɪ dˈɪd juː slˈiːp sˌoʊ dˈiːp,ˈæstɚɹˌɪsk ʃiː sˈɛd, ˈæstɚɹˌɪskɐstɚɹˌɪsk ðæt maɪ kɹˈaɪ juː nˈɛvɚ hˈɜːd ? aɪ kˈɔːld ɔnðə hˈɑːɹt, aɪ kˈɔːld ɔnðə hˈænd. sˌoʊ ɹˈɛdi tə dˈuː ænd dˈɛɹ. bˌʌt ðə wˈɪnd spˈɛd bˈaɪ, ænd lˈæft æt maɪ kɹˈaɪ. ænd flˈʌŋ ɪɾ ɐbɹˈɔːd ɔnðɪ ˈɛɹ.