text_original: No bread is in her wallet stored, but on the lone  some heath She lifts her empty hands to heaven and prays for speedy death.
text_transcription: NO BREAD IS IN HER WALLET STORED BUT ON THE LONESOME HEATH SHE LIFTS HER EMPTY HANDS TO HEAVEN AND PRAYS FOR SPEEDY DEATH
phonemes: nˈoʊ bɹˈɛd ɪz ɪn hɜː wˈɔlɪt stˈɔːɹd, bˌʌt ɔnðə lˈoʊn sˌʌm hˈiːθ ʃiː lˈɪfts hɜːɹ ˈɛmpti hˈændz tə hˈɛvən ænd pɹˈeɪz fɔːɹ spˈiːdi dˈɛθ.