text_original: So down we lay again. "I wonder, Will the world ever saner be," Said one, "than when He sent us under In our indifferent century!" And many a skeleton shook his head. "Instead of preaching forty year," My neighbour Parson Thirdly said, "I wish I had stuck to pipes and beer."
text_transcription: SO DOWN WE LAY AGAIN I WONDER WILL THE WORLD EVER SAYNER BE SAID ONE THAN WHEN HE SENT US UNDER IN OUR INDIFFERENT CENTURY AND MANY A SKELETON SHOOK HIS HEAD INSTEAD OF PREACHING FORTY YEAR MY NEIGHBOUR PARSON THIRDLY SAID I WISH I HAD STUCK TO PIPES AND BEER
phonemes: sˌoʊ dˌaʊn wiː lˈeɪ ɐɡˈɛn. "aɪ wˈʌndɚ, wɪl ðə wˈɜːld ˈɛvɚ sˈeɪnɚ bˈiː," sˈɛd wˌʌn, "ðɐn wɛn hiː sˈɛnt ˌʌs ˌʌndɚɹ ɪn ˌaʊɚɹ ɪndˈɪfɹənt sˈɛntʃɚɹi!" ænd mˈɛni ɐ skˈɛlᵻtən ʃˈʊk hɪz hˈɛd. "ɪnstˈɛd ʌv pɹˈiːtʃɪŋ fˈɔːɹɾi jˈɪɹ," maɪ nˈeɪbɚ pˈɑːɹsən θˈɜːdli sˈɛd, "aɪ wˈɪʃ aɪ hæd stˈʌk tə pˈaɪps ænd bˈɪɹ."