text_original: A hundred cares the mother Lark compel To seek with patient care the daily food; But first she warns her restless brood To watch, and peep, and listen well, And keep a constant sentinel; "And if the owner comes his corn to see, His son, too, as 'twill likely be, Take heed, for when we're sure of it, And reapers come, why, we must flit." No sooner was the Lark away, Than came the owner with his son.
text_transcription: A HUNDRED CARES THE MOTHER LARK COMPEL TO SEEK WITH PATIENT CARE THE DAILY FOOD BUT FIRST SHE WARNS HER RESTLESS BROOD TO WATCH AND PEEP AND LISTEN WELL AND KEEP A CONSTANT SENTINEL AND IF THE OWNER COMES HIS CORN TO SEE HIS SON TOO AS TWILL LIKELY BE TAKE HEED FOR WHEN WE ARE SURE OF IT AND REAPERS COME WHY WE MUST FLIT NO SOONER WAS THE LARK AWAY THAN CAME THE OWNER WITH HIS SON
phonemes: ɐ hˈʌndɹɪd kˈɛɹz ðə mˈʌðɚ lˈɑːɹk kəmpˈɛl tə sˈiːk wɪð pˈeɪʃənt kˈɛɹ ðə dˈeɪli fˈuːd; bˌʌt fˈɜːst ʃiː wˈɔːɹnz hɜː ɹˈɛstləs bɹˈuːd tə wˈɑːtʃ, ænd pˈiːp, ænd lˈɪsən wˈɛl, ænd kˈiːp ɐ kˈɑːnstənt sˈɛntɪnəl; "ænd ɪf ðɪ ˈoʊnɚ kˈʌmz hɪz kˈɔːɹn tə sˈiː, hɪz sˈʌn, tˈuː, æz twˈɪl lˈaɪkli bˈiː, tˈeɪk hˈiːd, fɔːɹ wɛn wɪɹ ʃˈʊɹ ʌv ɪt, ænd ɹˈiːpɚz kˈʌm, wˈaɪ, wiː mˈʌst flˈɪt." nˈoʊ sˈuːnɚ wʌzðə lˈɑːɹk ɐwˈeɪ, ðɐn kˈeɪm ðɪ ˈoʊnɚ wɪð hɪz sˈʌn.