text_original: the fatal hour is come, I see the bloody knife,   The Lord have mercy on my soul!" And quick resigned his life. A doleful theme; yet, pensive muse, Pursue the doleful theme; It is no fancy to delude, Nor transitory dream.
text_transcription: THE FATAL HOURS COME I SEE THE BLOODY KNIFE THE LORD HAVE MERCY ON MY SOUL AND QUICK RESIGN HIS LIFE A DOLEFUL THEME YET PENSIVE MUSE PURSUE THE DOLEFUL THEME IT IS NO FANCY TO DELUDE NOR TRANSITORY DREAM
phonemes: ðə fˈeɪɾəl ˈaʊɚɹ ɪz kˈʌm, aɪ sˈiː ðə blˈʌdi nˈaɪf,   ðə lˈɔːɹd hæv mˈɜːsi ˌɔn maɪ sˈoʊl!" ænd kwˈɪk ɹɪzˈaɪnd hɪz lˈaɪf. ɐ dˈoʊlfəl θˈiːm; jˈɛt, pˈɛnsɪv mjˈuːz, pɚsˈuː ðə dˈoʊlfəl θˈiːm; ɪɾ ɪz nˈoʊ fˈænsi tə dᵻlˈuːd, nˈɔːɹ tɹˈænsɪtˌɔːɹi dɹˈiːm.