text_original: The Ant's a very prudent friend, Never much disposed to lend; Virtues great and failings small, This her failing least of all. Quoth she, "How spent you the summer?" "Night and day, to each new comer I sang gaily, by your leave; Singing, singing, morn and eve." "You sang? I see it at a glance. Well, then, now's the time to dance."
text_transcription: THE ANT'S A VERY PRUDENT FRIEND NEVER MUCH DISPOSED TO LEND VIRTUES GREAT AND FAILING SMALL THIS HER FAILING LEAST OF ALL QUOTH SHE HOW SPENT YOU THIS SUMMER NIGHT AND DAY TO EACH NEWCOMER I SANG GAILY BY YOUR LEAVE SINGING SINGING MORN AND EVE YOU SANG I SEE IT AT A GLANCE WELL THEN NOW'S THE TIME TO DANCE
phonemes: ðɪ ˈænts ɐ vˈɛɹi pɹˈuːdənt fɹˈɛnd, nˈɛvɚ mˈʌtʃ dɪspˈoʊzd tə lˈɛnd; vˈɜːtʃuːz ɡɹˈeɪt ænd fˈeɪlɪŋz smˈɔːl, ðɪs hɜː fˈeɪlɪŋ lˈiːst ʌv ˈɔːl. kwˈoʊθ ʃiː, "hˌaʊ spˈɛnt juː ðə sˈʌmɚ?" "nˈaɪt ænd dˈeɪ, tʊ ˈiːtʃ nˈuː kˈʌmɚɹ aɪ sˈæŋ ɡˈeɪli, baɪ jʊɹ lˈiːv; sˈɪŋɪŋ, sˈɪŋɪŋ, mˈɔːɹn ænd ˈiːv." "juː sˈæŋ? aɪ sˈiː ɪɾ æɾə ɡlˈæns. wˈɛl, ðˈɛn, nˈaʊz ðə tˈaɪm tə dˈæns."