text_original: I held him to my yearning breast, And with my pity lulled his fears ; And there he lay and took his rest, While on my face there fell his tears.
text_transcription: I HELD HIM TO MY YEARNING BREAST AND WITH MY PITY LULLED HIS FEARS AND THERE HE LAY AND TOOK HIS REST WHILE ON MY FACE THERE FELL HIS TEARS
phonemes: aɪ hˈɛld hˌɪm tə maɪ jˈɜːnɪŋ bɹˈɛst, ænd wɪð maɪ pˈɪɾi lˈʌld hɪz fˈɪɹz ; ænd ðɛɹ hiː lˈeɪ ænd tˈʊk hɪz ɹˈɛst, wˌaɪl ˌɔn maɪ fˈeɪs ðɛɹ fˈɛl hɪz tˈɪɹz.