text_original: Once more he went to watch the silly sheep, No longer master as he had been long, When his own flocks he used to ward and keep, And poets called him Tircis in their song; Now he was Pierrot, and that was all.
text_transcription: ONCE MORE HE WENT TO WATCH THE SILLY SHEEP NO LONGER MASTER AS HE HAD BEEN LONG WHEN HIS OWN FLOCKS HE USED TO WARD AND KEEP AND POETS CALLED HIM TERSES IN THEIR SONG NOW HE WAS PIERO AND THAT WAS ALL
phonemes: wˈʌns mˈɔːɹ hiː wɛnt tə wˈɑːtʃ ðə sˈɪli ʃˈiːp, nˌoʊ lˈɑːŋɡɚ mˈæstɚɹ æz hiː hɐdbɪn lˈɔŋ, wˌɛn hɪz ˈoʊn flˈɑːks hiː jˈuːzd tə wˈɔːɹd ænd kˈiːp, ænd pˈoʊɪts kˈɔːld hˌɪm tˈɜːsɪs ɪn ðɛɹ sˈɔŋ; nˈaʊ hiː wʌz pˈɪɹət, ænd ðæt wʌz ˈɔːl.