text_original: Then the memory came unto me, heavy, gloomy, of my brother Who was slain while asking quarter at their hand; Of that morning when was driven forth my sister and my mother From our cabin in the valley by the spoilers of the land.
text_transcription: THEN THE MEMORY CAME UNTO ME HEAVY GLOOMY OF MY BROTHER WHO WAS SLAIN WHILE ASKING QUARTER AT THEIR HAND OF THAT MORNING WHEN WAS DRIVEN FORTH MY SISTER AND MY MOTHER FROM OUR CABIN IN THE VALLEY BY THE SPOILERS OF THE LAND
phonemes: ðˈɛn ðə mˈɛmɚɹi kˈeɪm ˌʌntʊ mˌiː, hˈɛvi, ɡlˈuːmi, ʌv maɪ bɹˈʌðɚ hˌuː wʌz slˈeɪn wˌaɪl ˈæskɪŋ kwˈɔːɹɾɚɹ æt ðɛɹ hˈænd; ʌv ðæt mˈɔːɹnɪŋ wɛn wʌz dɹˈɪvən fˈɔːɹθ maɪ sˈɪstɚ ænd maɪ mˈʌðɚ fɹʌm ˌaʊɚ kˈæbɪn ɪnðə vˈæli baɪ ðə spˈɔɪlɚz ʌvðə lˈænd.