text_original: Make me the least of thy Dodona grove, Cause me some message of thy truth to bring, Speak but a word through me, nor let thy love Among my boughs disdain to perch and sing.
text_transcription: MAKE ME THE LEAST OF THY DODONA GROVE CAUSE ME SOME MESSAGE OF THY TRUTH TO BRING SPEAK BUT A WORD THROUGH ME NOR LET THY LOVE AMONG MY BOUGHS DISDAIN TO PURGE AND SING
phonemes: mˌeɪk mˌiː ðə lˈiːst ʌv ðˌaɪ dədˈoʊnə ɡɹˈoʊv, kˈɔːz mˌiː sˌʌm mˈɛsɪdʒ ʌv ðˌaɪ tɹˈuːθ tə bɹˈɪŋ, spˈiːk bˌʌt ɐ wˈɜːd θɹˈuː mˌiː, nˈɔːɹ lˈɛt ðˌaɪ lˈʌv ɐmˌʌŋ maɪ bˈaʊz dɪsdˈeɪn tə pˈɜːtʃ ænd sˈɪŋ.