text_original: The swan upon the lake When robbers take Her young, is left to moan; None tends her wounds or heeds her cry, She wails her loss and waits to die: Like her I cry alone.
text_transcription: THE SWAN UPON THE LAKE WHEN ROBBERS TAKE HER YOUNG IS LEFT TO MOAN NONE TENDS HER WOUNDS OR HEEDS HER CRY SHE WAILS HER LOSS AND WAITS TO DIE LIKE HER I CRY ALONE
phonemes: ðə swˈɑːn əpˌɑːn ðə lˈeɪk wɛn ɹˈɑːbɚz tˈeɪk hɜː jˈʌŋ, ɪz lˈɛft tə mˈoʊn; nˈʌn tˈɛndz hɜː wˈuːndz ɔːɹ hˈiːdz hɜː kɹˈaɪ, ʃiː wˈeɪlz hɜː lˈɔs ænd wˈeɪts tə dˈaɪ: lˈaɪk hɜːɹ aɪ kɹˈaɪ ɐlˈoʊn.