text_original: A bird by well aimed arrow shot, Dying, deplored its cruel lot; And cried, "It doubles every pain When from oneself the cause of ruin's ta'en.
text_transcription: A BIRD BY WELL AIMED ARROW SHOT DYING DEPLORED ITS CRUEL LOT AND CRIED IT DOUBLES EVERY PAIN WHEN FROM ONE'S SELF THE CAUSE OF RUINS TAKEN
phonemes: ɐ bˈɜːd baɪ wˈɛl ˈeɪmd ˈæɹoʊ ʃˈɑːt, dˈaɪɪŋ, dᵻplˈɔːɹd ɪts kɹˈuːəl lˈɑːt; ænd kɹˈaɪd, "ɪt dˈʌbəlz ˈɛvɹi pˈeɪn wɛn fɹʌm wʌnsˈɛlf ðə kˈɔːz ʌv ɹˈuːɪnz tˈæən.