text_original: "Farewell, fond mother; late I was Locked up in your embrace; Your heart would ache, and even break, If you could know my case. "Farewell, indulgent parents dear, I must resign my breath; I now must die, and here must lie In the cold arms of death. "For oh!
text_transcription: FAREWELL FOND MOTHER LATE I WAS LOCK'D UP IN YOUR EMBRACE YOUR HEART WOULD ACHE AND EVEN BREAK IF YOU COULD KNOW MY CASE FAREWELL INDULGENT PARENTS DEAR I MUST RESIGN MY BREATH I NOW MUST DIE AND HERE MUST LIE IN THE COLD ARMS OF DEATH FOR O
phonemes: "fɛɹwˈɛl, fˈɑːnd mˈʌðɚ; lˈeɪt aɪ wʌz lˈɑːkt ˌʌp ɪn jʊɹ ɛmbɹˈeɪs; jʊɹ hˈɑːɹt wʊd ˈeɪk, ænd ˈiːvən bɹˈeɪk, ɪf juː kʊd nˈoʊ maɪ kˈeɪs. "fɛɹwˈɛl, ɪndˈʌldʒənt pˈɛɹənts dˈɪɹ, aɪ mˈʌst ɹɪzˈaɪn maɪ bɹˈɛθ; aɪ nˈaʊ mˈʌst dˈaɪ, ænd hˈɪɹ mˈʌst lˈaɪ ɪnðə kˈoʊld ˈɑːɹmz ʌv dˈɛθ. "fɔːɹ ˈoʊ!