text_original: "Open me now," he cried, "yon treasure chest!" 'Twas done, and only a worn shepherd's vest Was found within; some blushed and hung the head, Not Dara; open as the sky's blue roof He stood, and "O, my lord, behold the proof That I was worthy of my trust!" he said.
text_transcription: OPEN ME NOW HE CRIED YON TREASURE CHEST TWAS DONE AND ONLY A WORN SHEPHERD'S VEST WAS FOUND WITHIN SOME BLUSHED AND HUNG THE HEAD NOT THEREA OPEN AS THE SKY'S BLUE ROOF HE STOOD AND O MY LORD BEHOLD THE PROOF THAT I WAS WORTHY OF MY TRUST HE SAID
phonemes: "ˈoʊpən mˌiː nˈaʊ," hiː kɹˈaɪd, "jˈɑːn tɹˈɛʒɚ tʃˈɛst!" twˈɑːz dˈʌn, ænd ˈoʊnli ɐ wˈɔːɹn ʃˈɛpɚdz vˈɛst wʌz fˈaʊnd wɪðˈɪn; sˌʌm blˈʌʃt ænd hˈʌŋ ðə hˈɛd, nˌɑːt dˈɑːɹɹə; ˈoʊpən æz ðə skˈaɪz blˈuː ɹˈuːf hiː stˈʊd, ænd "ˈoʊ, maɪ lˈɔːɹd, bᵻhˈoʊld ðə pɹˈuːf ðæt aɪ wʌz wˈɜːði ʌv maɪ tɹˈʌst!" hiː sˈɛd.