text_original: "Woe! Woe!" shrilled the other women, rocking to and fro, and casting the ashes from the dying fire upon their dishevelled heads. "Morning and evening hath he led forth the flocks!" moaned the mother.
text_transcription: WOE WOE SHRILLED THE OTHER WOMEN ROCKING TO AND FRO AND CASTING THE ASHES FROM THE DYING FIRE UPON THEIR DISHEVELLED HEADS MORNING AND EVENING HATH HE LED FORTH THE FLOCKS MOANED THE MOTHER
phonemes: "wˈoʊ! wˈoʊ!" ʃɹˈɪld ðɪ ˈʌðɚ wˈɪmɪn, ɹˈɑːkɪŋ tˌuːəndfɹˈoʊ, ænd kˈæstɪŋ ðɪ ˈæʃᵻz fɹʌmðə dˈaɪɪŋ fˈaɪɚɹ əpˌɑːn ðɛɹ dɪʃˈɛvəld hˈɛdz. "mˈɔːɹnɪŋ ænd ˈiːvnɪŋ hæθ hiː lˈɛd fˈɔːɹθ ðə flˈɑːks!" mˈoʊnd ðə mˈʌðɚ.