text_original: Soon as Aurora showed her face, A crowing Cock aroused the Turk, Who, scrambling on her gown apace, Lit up the lamp, and sought the bed Where, with good will and appetite, Each wretched servant's weary head Had rested for the blessed night.
text_transcription: SOON AS AURORA SHOWED HER FACE A CROWING COCK AROUSED THE TURK WHO SCRAMBLING ON HER GOWN APACE LIT UP THE LAMP AND SOUGHT THE BED WHERE WITH GOOD WILL AND APPETITE EACH WRETCHED SERVANT'S WEARY HEAD HAD RESTED FOR THE BLESSED NIGHT
phonemes: sˈuːn æz ɔːɹˈɔːɹə ʃˈoʊd hɜː fˈeɪs, ɐ kɹˈoʊɪŋ kˈɑːk ɚɹˈaʊzd ðə tˈɜːk, hˈuː, skɹˈæmblɪŋ ˌɔn hɜː ɡˈaʊn ɐpˈeɪs, lˈɪt ˌʌp ðə lˈæmp, ænd sˈɔːt ðə bˈɛd wˈɛɹ, wɪð ɡˈʊd wɪl ænd ˈæpɪtˌaɪt, ˈiːtʃ ɹˈɛtʃᵻd sˈɜːvənts wˈɪɹi hˈɛd hæd ɹˈɛstᵻd fɚðə blˈɛst nˈaɪt.