text_original: Attention give, both old and young, Of high and low degree, Think while this mournful tale is sung, Of my sad misery. I've slain a master good and kind, To me has been a friend, For which I must my life resign, My time is near an end.
text_transcription: ATTENTION GIVE BOTH OLD AND YOUNG OF HIGH AND LOW DEGREE THINK WHILE THIS MOURNFUL TALE IS SUNG OF MY SAD MISERY I'VE SLAIN A MASTER GOOD AND KIND TO ME HAS BEEN A FRIEND FOR WHICH I MUST MY LIFE RESIGN MY TIME IS NEAR AN END
phonemes: ɐtˈɛnʃən ɡˈɪv, bˈoʊθ ˈoʊld ænd jˈʌŋ, ʌv hˈaɪ ænd lˈoʊ dᵻɡɹˈiː, θˈɪŋk wˌaɪl ðɪs mˈɔːɹnfəl tˈeɪl ɪz sˈʌŋ, ʌv maɪ sˈæd mˈɪzɚɹi. aɪv slˈeɪn ɐ mˈæstɚ ɡˈʊd ænd kˈaɪnd, tə mˌiː hˈæzbiːn ɐ fɹˈɛnd, fɔːɹ wˌɪtʃ aɪ mˈʌst maɪ lˈaɪf ɹɪzˈaɪn, maɪ tˈaɪm ɪz nˌɪɹ ɐn ˈɛnd.