text_original: This the answer of the mother: "This the story of thy sister: Went for berries to the woodlands, To the mountains went my daughter, Where the lovely maiden vanished, Where my pretty berry perished, Died some death beyond my knowledge, Nameless is the death she suffered. Who is mourning for the daughter?
text_transcription: THIS THE ANSWER OF THE MOTHER THIS THE STORY OF THY SISTER WENT FOR BERRIES TO THE WOODLANDS TO THE MOUNTAINS WENT MY DAUGHTER WHERE THE LOVELY MAIDEN VANISHED WHERE MY PRETTY BERRY PERISHED DIED SOME DEATH BEYOND MY KNOWLEDGE NAMELESS IS THE DEATH SHE SUFFERED WHO IS MOURNING FOR THE DAUGHTER
phonemes: ðɪs ðɪ ˈænsɚɹ ʌvðə mˈʌðɚ: "ðɪs ðə stˈɔːɹi ʌv ðˌaɪ sˈɪstɚ: wɛnt fɔːɹ bˈɛɹiz tə ðə wˈʊdləndz, tə ðə mˈaʊntɪnz wɛnt maɪ dˈɔːɾɚ, wˌɛɹ ðə lˈʌvli mˈeɪdən vˈænɪʃt, wˌɛɹ maɪ pɹˈɪɾi bˈɛɹi pˈɛɹɪʃt, dˈaɪd sˌʌm dˈɛθ bᵻjˌɔnd maɪ nˈɑːlɪdʒ, nˈeɪmləs ɪz ðə dˈɛθ ʃiː sˈʌfɚd. hˌuː ɪz mˈɔːɹnɪŋ fɚðə dˈɔːɾɚ?