text_original: I told the thrush, and we laughed together, Laughed till the woods were all a ring: And he said to me, as he plumed each feather, "Well, people must croak, if they cannot sing."
text_transcription: I TOLD THE THRUSH AND WE LAUGHED TOGETHER LAUGHED TILL THE WOODS WERE ALL A RING AND HE SAID TO ME AS HE PLUMED EACH FEATHER WELL PEOPLE MUST CROAK IF THEY CANNOT SING
phonemes: aɪ tˈoʊld ðə θɹˈʌʃ, ænd wiː lˈæft təɡˈɛðɚ, lˈæft tˈɪl ðə wˈʊdz wɜːɹ ˈɔːl ɐ ɹˈɪŋ: ænd hiː sˈɛd tə mˌiː, æz hiː plˈuːmd ˈiːtʃ fˈɛðɚ, "wˈɛl, pˈiːpəl mˈʌst kɹˈoʊk, ɪf ðeɪ kænˈɑːt sˈɪŋ."