text_original: Here is housed Pain that is question, question that is pain, And on those shoulders, for our sake, was set The Government. For he was of that line Whose Age lays mighty hands upon its son And leads him to its morning.
text_transcription: HERE IS HOUSED PAIN THAT IS QUESTION QUESTION THAT IS PAIN AND ON THOSE SHOULDERS FOR OUR SAKE WAS SET THE GOVERNMENT FOR HE WAS OF THAT LINE WHOSE AGE LAYS MIGHTY HANDS UPON ITS SUN AND LEADS HIM TO ITS MORNING
phonemes: hˈɪɹ ɪz hˈaʊzd pˈeɪn ðæt ɪz kwˈɛstʃən, kwˈɛstʃən ðæt ɪz pˈeɪn, ænd ˌɔn ðoʊz ʃˈoʊldɚz, fɔːɹ ˌaʊɚ sˈeɪk, wʌz sˈɛt ðə ɡˈʌvɚnmənt. fɔːɹ hiː wʌz ʌv ðæt lˈaɪn hˌuːz ˈeɪdʒ lˈeɪz mˈaɪɾi hˈændz əpˌɑːn ɪts sˈʌn ænd lˈiːdz hˌɪm tʊ ɪts mˈɔːɹnɪŋ.