text_original: 94 THE BREAD OF TRUTH OR LIES. He stood in my dream, and he pressed me sore, As he looked with his strong stern eyes : — " When you broke your bread, as they cried to be fed, Was it bread of truth or lies
text_transcription: THE BREAD OF TRUTH O'ERLIES HE STOOD IN MY DREAM AND HE PRESSED ME SORE AS HE LOOKED WITH HIS STRONG STERN EYES WHEN YOU BROKE YOUR BREAD AS THEY CRIED TO BE FED WAS IT BREAD OF TRUTH OR LIES
phonemes: nˈaɪnti fˈɔːɹ ðə bɹˈɛd ʌv tɹˈuːθ ɔːɹ lˈaɪz. hiː stˈʊd ɪn maɪ dɹˈiːm, ænd hiː pɹˈɛst mˌiː sˈɔːɹ, æz hiː lˈʊkt wɪð hɪz stɹˈɔŋ stˈɜːn ˈaɪz : — " wˌɛn juː bɹˈoʊk jʊɹ bɹˈɛd, æz ðeɪ kɹˈaɪd təbi fˈɛd, wʌz ɪt bɹˈɛd ʌv tɹˈuːθ ɔːɹ lˈaɪz