text_original: He spoke no more, he felt his life was done; And then, perceiving death was very near, "Dear sons," said he, "I go where all have gone; Promise to live like brothers; let me hear Your joint vow  now, grant your father this:" Then, weeping, each one gives the parting kiss.
text_transcription: HE SPOKE NO MORE HE FELT HIS LIFE WAS DONE AND THEN PERCEIVING DEATH WAS VERY NEAR DEAR SONS SAID HE I GO WHERE ALL HAVE GONE PROMISE TO LIVE LIKE BROTHERS LET ME HEAR YOUR JOINT VOW NOW GRANT YOUR FATHER THIS THEN WEEPING EACH ONE GIVES THE PARTING KISS
phonemes: hiː spˈoʊk nˈoʊmˌɔːɹ, hiː fˈɛlt hɪz lˈaɪf wʌz dˈʌn; ænd ðˈɛn, pɚsˈiːvɪŋ dˈɛθ wʌz vˈɛɹi nˈɪɹ, "dˈɪɹ sˈʌnz," sˈɛd hiː, "aɪ ɡˌoʊ wˌɛɹ ˈɔːl hæv ɡˈɔn; pɹˈɑːmɪs tə lˈɪv lˈaɪk bɹˈʌðɚz; lˈɛt mˌiː hˈɪɹ jʊɹ dʒˈɔɪnt vˈaʊ nˈaʊ, ɡɹˈænt jʊɹ fˈɑːðɚ ðˈɪs:" ðˈɛn, wˈiːpɪŋ, ˈiːtʃ wˈʌn ɡˈɪvz ðə pˈɑːɹɾɪŋ kˈɪs.