text_original: So I have seen some _fearful hare_ maintain A course, till tired before the dog she lay, Who stretched behind her, pants upon the plain, Past power to kill, as she to get away. 132. With his loll'd tongue he faintly licks his prey; His warm breath blows her flix up as she lies: She trembling creeps upon the ground away And looks back to him with _beseeching eyes_.
text_transcription: SO I HAVE SEEN SOME FEARFUL HARE MAINTAIN A COARSE TILL TIRED BEFORE THE DOG SHE LAY WHO STRETCHED BEHIND HER PANTS UPON THE PLAIN PAST POWER TO KILL AS SHE TO GET AWAY ONE HUNDRED THIRTY TWO WITH HIS LOW TONGUE HE FAINTLY LICKS HIS PREY HIS WARM BREATH BLOWS HER FLICKS UP AS SHE LIES SHE TREMBLING CREEPS UPON THE GROUND AWAY AND LOOKS BACK TO HIM WITH BESEECHING EYES
phonemes: sˌoʊ aɪ hæv sˈiːn sˌʌm fˈɪɹfəl hˈɛɹ meɪntˈeɪn ɐ kˈɔːɹs, tˈɪl tˈaɪɚd bᵻfˌɔːɹ ðə dˈɑːɡ ʃiː lˈeɪ, hˌuː stɹˈɛtʃt bᵻhˈaɪnd hɜː, pˈænts əpˌɑːn ðə plˈeɪn, pˈæst pˈaʊɚ tə kˈɪl, æz ʃiː tə ɡɛt ɐwˈeɪ. wˈʌnhˈʌndɹɪd θˈɜːɾi tˈuː. wɪð hɪz lˈɑːld tˈʌŋ hiː fˈeɪntli lˈɪks hɪz pɹˈeɪ; hɪz wˈɔːɹm bɹˈɛθ blˈoʊz hɜː flˈɪks ˌʌp æz ʃiː lˈaɪz: ʃiː tɹˈɛmblɪŋ kɹˈiːps əpˌɑːn ðə ɡɹˈaʊnd ɐwˈeɪ ænd lˈʊks bˈæk tə hˌɪm wɪð bᵻsˈiːtʃɪŋ ˈaɪz.