text_original: Little fish could not be captured In the large nets of the masters; Murmured then the deep sea dwellers, Spake the salmon to the lake trout, And the lake trout to the whiting, And the whiting to the gray pike: "Have the heroes of Wainola Died, or have they all departed From these fertile shores and waters? Where then are the ancient weavers, Weavers of the nets of flax thread, Those that frighten us with fish poles, Drag us from our homes unwilling?"
text_transcription: LITTLE FISH COULD NOT BE CAPTURED IN THE LARGE NETS OF THE MASTERS MURMURED THEN THE DEEP SEA DWELLERS SPAKE THE SALMON TO THE LAKE TROUT AND THE LAKE TROT TO THE WHITING AND THE WHITING TO THE GREY PIKE HAVE THE HEROES OF WAIN LA DIED OR HAVE THEY ALL DEPARTED FROM THESE FERTILE SHORES AND WATERS WHERE THEN ARE THE ANCIENT WEAVERS BEAVERS OF THE NETS OF FLEX THREAD THOSE THAT FRIGHTEN US WITH FISH POLES DRAG US FROM OUR HOMES UNWILLING
phonemes: lˈɪɾəl fˈɪʃ kʊd nˌɑːt biː kˈæptʃɚd ɪnðə lˈɑːɹdʒ nˈɛts ʌvðə mˈæstɚz; mˈɜːmɚd ðˈɛn ðə dˈiːp sˈiː dwˈɛlɚz, spˈeɪk ðə sˈæmən tə ðə lˈeɪk tɹˈaʊt, ænd ðə lˈeɪk tɹˈaʊt tə ðə wˈaɪɾɪŋ, ænd ðə wˈaɪɾɪŋ tə ðə ɡɹˈeɪ pˈaɪk: "hæv ðə hˈiəɹoʊz ʌv weɪnˈoʊlə dˈaɪd, ɔːɹ hæv ðeɪ ˈɔːl dᵻpˈɑːɹɾᵻd fɹʌm ðiːz fˈɜːɾəl ʃˈɔːɹz ænd wˈɔːɾɚz? wˌɛɹ ðˈɛn ɑːɹ ðɪ ˈeɪntʃənt wˈiːvɚz, wˈiːvɚz ʌvðə nˈɛts ʌv flˈæks θɹˈɛd, ðoʊz ðæt fɹˈaɪʔn̩ ˌʌs wɪð fˈɪʃ pˈoʊlz, dɹˈæɡ ˌʌs fɹʌm ˌaʊɚ hˈoʊmz ʌnwˈɪlɪŋ?"