text_original: We could not let him leave us One time, he was so dear, But now it would not grieve us If he slept half a year. For he has had his season, Like the lily and the rose, And it but stands to reason That he should want repose.
text_transcription: WE COULD NOT LET HIM LEAVE US ONE TIME HE WAS SO DEAR BUT NOW IT WOULD NOT GRIEVE US IF HE SLEPT HALF A YEAR FOR HE HAS HAD HIS SEASON LIKE THE LILY AND THE ROSE AND IT BUT STANDS TO REASON THAT HE SHOULD WANT REPOSE
phonemes: wiː kʊd nˌɑːt lˈɛt hˌɪm lˈiːv ˌʌs wˈʌn tˈaɪm, hiː wʌz sˌoʊ dˈɪɹ, bˌʌt nˈaʊ ɪt wʊd nˌɑːt ɡɹˈiːv ˌʌs ɪf hiː slˈɛpt hˈæf ɐ jˈɪɹ. fɔːɹ hiː hɐz hæd hɪz sˈiːzən, lˈaɪk ðə lˈɪli ænd ðə ɹˈoʊz, ænd ɪt bˌʌt stˈændz tə ɹˈiːzən ðæt hiː ʃˌʊd wˈɔnt ɹᵻpˈoʊz.