text_original: My trial is hard, I could not stand, most woeful was the sight, When her jaw bone was brought to prove, which pierced my heart quite; Her aged father standing by, likewise his loving wife, And in her grief her hair she tore, she scarcely could keep life.
text_transcription: MY TRIAL IS HARD I COULD NOT STAND MOST WOEFUL WAS THE SIGHT WHEN HER JAW BONE WAS BROUGHT TO PROVE WHICH PIERCED MY HEART QUITE HER AGED FATHER STANDING BY LIKEWISE HIS LOVING WIFE AND IN HER GRIEF HER HAIR SHE TORE SHE SCARCELY COULD KEEP LIFE
phonemes: maɪ tɹˈaɪəl ɪz hˈɑːɹd, aɪ kʊd nˌɑːt stˈænd, mˈoʊst wˈoʊfəl wʌzðə sˈaɪt, wˌɛn hɜː dʒˈɔː bˈoʊn wʌz bɹˈɔːt tə pɹˈuːv, wˌɪtʃ pˈɪɹst maɪ hˈɑːɹt kwˈaɪt; hɜːɹ ˈeɪdʒd fˈɑːðɚ stˈændɪŋ bˈaɪ, lˈaɪkwaɪz hɪz lˈʌvɪŋ wˈaɪf, ænd ɪn hɜː ɡɹˈiːf hɜː hˈɛɹ ʃiː tˈɔːɹ, ʃiː skˈɛɹsli kʊd kˈiːp lˈaɪf.