text_original: The wolf, relentless, day by day, Makes still another sheep his prey. In vain I count them, oft and oft   Ten times a hundred; they're so soft, That they have let my Bob be torn By wolfish jaws.
text_transcription: THE WOLF RELENTLESS DAY BY DAY MAKES STILL ANOTHER SHEEP HIS PREY IN VAIN I COUNT THEM OFT AND OFT TEN TIMES A HUNDRED THEY ARE SO SOFT THAT THEY HAVE LET MY BOB BE TORN BY WOLFISH JAWS
phonemes: ðə wˈʊlf, ɹɪlˈɛntləs, dˈeɪ baɪ dˈeɪ, mˌeɪks stˈɪl ɐnˈʌðɚ ʃˈiːp hɪz pɹˈeɪ. ɪn vˈeɪn aɪ kˈaʊnt ðˌɛm, ˈɔft ænd ˈɔft tˈɛn tˈaɪmz ɐ hˈʌndɹɪd; ðeɪɚ sˌoʊ sˈɔft, ðæt ðeɪ hæv lˈɛt maɪ bˈɑːb biː tˈɔːɹn baɪ wˈʊlfɪʃ dʒˈɔːz.