text_original: " Poor was I," faltered she, " so very poor ! Little I had to spare, yet once I gave A carrot from my scanty garden store To one more poor than I was." Sad and grave Saint Peter questioned, " Didst thou do no more?
text_transcription: POOR WAS I FALTERED SHE SO VERY POOR LITTLE I HAD TO SPARE YET ONCE I GAVE A CARROT FROM MY SCANTY GARDEN STORE TO ONE MORE POOR THAN I WAS SAD AND GRAVE SAINT PETER QUESTIONED DIDST THOU DO NO MORE
phonemes: " pˈʊɹ wʌz ˈaɪ," fˈɔltɚd ʃiː, " sˌoʊ vˈɛɹi pˈʊɹ ! lˈɪɾəl aɪ hædtə spˈɛɹ, jˈɛt wˈʌns aɪ ɡˈeɪv ɐ kˈæɹət fɹʌm maɪ skˈænti ɡˈɑːɹdən stˈɔːɹ tə wˈʌn mˈɔːɹ pˈʊɹ ðɐn aɪ wʌz." sˈæd ænd ɡɹˈeɪv sˈeɪnt pˈiːɾɚ kwˈɛstʃənd, " dˈɪdst ðˈaʊ dˈuː nˈoʊmˌɔːɹ?