text_original: Think of the aged man I slew, Then pity's at an end, I robb'd him of property and life, And the poor man of a friend.
text_transcription: THINK OF THE AGED MAN I SLEW THEN PITY'S AT AN END I ROBBED HIM OF PROPERTY IN LIFE AND THE POOR MAN OF A FRIEND
phonemes: θˈɪŋk ʌvðɪ ˈeɪdʒd mˈæn aɪ slˈuː, ðˈɛn pˈɪɾiz æɾ ɐn ˈɛnd, aɪ ɹˈɑːbd hˌɪm ʌv pɹˈɑːpɚɾi ænd lˈaɪf, ænd ðə pˈʊɹ mˈæn əvə fɹˈɛnd.