text_original: The deed was done: they trapped the bird. And yet it wrought them little good; For now, ere well asleep, they heard The old crone, fearing lest they should O'ersleep themselves, their watchful warner gone; She never left them less alone.
text_transcription: THE DEED WAS DONE THEY TRACKED THE BIRD AND YET IT WROUGHT THEM LITTLE GOOD FOR NOW ERE WHILE ASLEEP THEY HEARD THE OLD CRONE FEARING LEST THEY SHOULD OVERSLEEP THEMSELVES THEIR WATCHFUL WARN ARE GONE SHE NEVER LEFT THEM LESS ALONE
phonemes: ðə dˈiːd wʌz dˈʌn: ðeɪ tɹˈæpt ðə bˈɜːd. ænd jˈɛt ɪt ɹˈɔːt ðˌɛm lˈɪɾəl ɡˈʊd; fɔːɹ nˈaʊ, ˈɛɹ wˈɛl ɐslˈiːp, ðeɪ hˈɜːd ðɪ ˈoʊld kɹˈoʊn, fˈɪɹɪŋ lˈɛst ðeɪ ʃˌʊd ˈɔːɹsliːp ðɛmsˈɛlvz, ðɛɹ wˈɑːtʃfəl wˈɔːɹnɚ ɡˈɔn; ʃiː nˈɛvɚ lˈɛft ðˌɛm lˈɛs ɐlˈoʊn.