text_original: In tremulous showers the apple tree shed Its pink and white blossoms on his head ; The gay sun shone, and, like jubilant words. He heard the gay song of a thousand birds. '*A11 the others can sing," he dolefully said — *' All the others can sing," he said.
text_transcription: IN TREMULOUS SHOWERS THE APPLE TREE SHED ITS PINK AND WHITE BLOSSOMS ON HIS HEAD THE GAY SUN SHONE AND LIKE JUBILANT WORDS HE HEARD THE GAY SONG OF A THOUSAND BIRDS ALL THE OTHERS CAN SING HE DOLEFULLY SAID ALL THE OTHERS CAN SING HE SAID
phonemes: ɪn tɹˈɛmjʊləs ʃˈaʊɚz ðɪ ˈæpəl tɹˈiː ʃˈɛd ɪts pˈɪŋk ænd wˈaɪt blˈɔsəmz ˌɔn hɪz hˈɛd ; ðə ɡˈeɪ sˈʌn ʃˈɑːn, ænd, lˈaɪk dʒˈuːbɪlənt wˈɜːdz. hiː hˈɜːd ðə ɡˈeɪ sˈɔŋ əvə θˈaʊzənd bˈɜːdz. ˈæstɚɹˌɪsk ˌeɪ ɪlˈɛvən ðɪ ˈʌðɚz kæn sˈɪŋ," hiː dˈoʊlfəli sˈɛd — ˈæstɚɹˌɪsk ˈɔːl ðɪ ˈʌðɚz kæn sˈɪŋ," hiː sˈɛd.