text_original: "And is it," said Progne, "for animals only, Or peasants at best, that your efforts are tasked? With a note so rich 'tis a thousand pities To scatter its charms to the desert air.
text_transcription: AND IS IT SAID PROGNE FOR ANIMALS ONLY OR PEASANTS AT BEST THAT YOUR EFFORTS ARE TASKED WITH A NOTE SO RICH TIS A THOUSAND PITIES TO SCATTER ITS CHARMS TO THE DESERT AIR
phonemes: "ænd ɪz ɪt," sˈɛd pɹˈɑːɡni, "fɔːɹ ˈænɪməlz ˈoʊnli, ɔːɹ pˈɛzənts æt bˈɛst, ðæt jʊɹ ˈɛfɚts ɑːɹ tˈæskt? wɪð ɐ nˈoʊt sˌoʊ ɹˈɪtʃ tˈɪz ɐ θˈaʊzənd pˈɪɾiz tə skˈæɾɚɹ ɪts tʃˈɑːɹmz tə ðə dˈɛzɚt ˈɛɹ.