text_original: A little cloud! but ah, the sorrow That springs from bitter words that jar; How deep the pain from which we borrow,   How strong the wall that forms the bar!
text_transcription: A LITTLE CLOUD BUT AH THE SORROW THAT SPRINGS FROM BITTER WORDS THAT JAR HOW DEEP THE PAIN FROM WHICH WE BORROW HOW STRONG THE WALL THAT FORMS THE BAR
phonemes: ɐ lˈɪɾəl klˈaʊd! bˌʌt ˈɑː, ðə sˈɑːɹoʊ ðæt spɹˈɪŋz fɹʌm bˈɪɾɚ wˈɜːdz ðæt dʒˈɑːɹ; hˌaʊ dˈiːp ðə pˈeɪn fɹʌm wˈɪtʃ wiː bˈɑːɹoʊ,   hˌaʊ stɹˈɔŋ ðə wˈɔːl ðæt fˈɔːɹmz ðə bˈɑːɹ!