text_original: The flock declared, with solemn bleat, They all their master's views would meet, Form ever one united band, And chase Sir Wolf from out the land. Delighted at their brave reply, Guillot regaled them sumptuously. But, sad to say, before the night, There happened a disaster new.
text_transcription: THE FLOCK DECLARED WITH SOLEMN BLEED THEY ALL THEIR MASTER'S VIEWS WOULD MEET FORM EVER ONE UNITED BAND AND CHASE SIR WOLF FROM OUT THE LAND DELIGHTED AT THEIR BRAVE REPLY GUYOLE REGALED THEM SUMPTUOUSLY BUT SAD TO SAY BEFORE THE NIGHT THERE HAPPENED A DISASTER NEW
phonemes: ðə flˈɑːk dᵻklˈɛɹd, wɪð sˈɑːləm blˈiːt, ðeɪ ˈɔːl ðɛɹ mˈæstɚz vjˈuːz wʊd mˈiːt, fˈɔːɹm ˈɛvɚ wˈʌn juːnˈaɪɾᵻd bˈænd, ænd tʃˈeɪs sˌɜː wˈʊlf fɹʌm ˈaʊt ðə lˈænd. dᵻlˈaɪɾᵻd æt ðɛɹ bɹˈeɪv ɹᵻplˈaɪ, ɡˈɪlɑːt ɹᵻɡˈeɪld ðˌɛm sˈʌmptʃuːəsli. bˌʌt, sˈæd tə sˈeɪ, bᵻfˌɔːɹ ðə nˈaɪt, ðɛɹ hˈæpənd ɐ dɪzˈæstɚ nˈuː.