text_original: Let them guard both hall and bower; Through the window you will glower, Patient till your reckoning hour Shall be tolled: Cheeks are pale, but hands are red, Guiltless blood may chance be shed, But ye must and will be fed, Hunger and Cold!
text_transcription: LET THEM GUARD BOTH HALL AND BOWER THROUGH THE WINDOW YOU WILL GLOWER PATIENT TILL YOUR RECKONING HOUR SHALL BE TOLD CHEEKS ARE PALE BUT HANDS ARE RED GUILTLESS BLOOD MAY CHANCE BE SHED BUT YE MUST AND WILL BE FED HUNGER AND COLD
phonemes: lˈɛt ðˌɛm ɡˈɑːɹd bˈoʊθ hˈɔːl ænd bˈaʊɚ; θɹuː ðə wˈɪndoʊ juː wɪl ɡlˈaʊɚ, pˈeɪʃənt tˈɪl jʊɹ ɹˈɛkənɪŋ ˈaʊɚ ʃˌæl biː tˈoʊld: tʃˈiːks ɑːɹ pˈeɪl, bˌʌt hˈændz ɑːɹ ɹˈɛd, ɡˈɪltləs blˈʌd mˈeɪ tʃˈæns biː ʃˈɛd, bˌʌt jiː mˈʌst ænd wɪl biː fˈɛd, hˈʌŋɡɚɹ ænd kˈoʊld!