text_original: About the hour of twelve at noon, he homeward did repair, And found his poor deluded wife, waiting his love to share   One angry word she never spoke, though he unkind had been But with the meekness of a lamb, she rose to let him in.
text_transcription: ABOUT THE HOUR OF TWELVE AT NOON HE HOMEWARD DID REPAIR AND FOUND HIS POOR DELUDED WIFE WAITING HIS LOVE TO SHARE ONE ANGRY WORD SHE NEVER SPOKE THOUGH HE UNKIND HAD BEEN BUT WITH THE MEEKNESS OF A LAMB SHE ROSE TO LET HIM IN
phonemes: ɐbˌaʊt ðɪ ˈaʊɚɹ ʌv twˈɛlv æt nˈuːn, hiː hˈoʊmwɚd dˈɪd ɹᵻpˈɛɹ, ænd fˈaʊnd hɪz pˈʊɹ dᵻlˈuːdᵻd wˈaɪf, wˈeɪɾɪŋ hɪz lˈʌv tə ʃˈɛɹ wˈʌn ˈæŋɡɹi wˈɜːd ʃiː nˈɛvɚ spˈoʊk, ðˌoʊ hiː ʌŋkˈaɪnd hɐdbɪn bˌʌt wɪððə mˈiːknəs əvə lˈæm, ʃiː ɹˈoʊz tə lˈɛt hˌɪm ˈɪn.