text_original: Spake the hostess of Pohyola: "Never will I give my daughter To a hero false and worthless, To a minstrel vain and evil; Therefore, pray thou for my maiden, Therefore, woo the sweet faced flower, When thou bringest me the wild moose From the Hisi fields and forests."
text_transcription: SPAKE THE HOSTESS OF POULA NEVER WILL I GIVE MYUGHTER TO A HERO FALSE AND WORTHLESS TO A MINSTREL VAIN AND EVIL THEREFORE PRAY THOU FOR MY MAIDEN THEREFORE WOO THIS SWEET FACED FLOWER WHEN THOU BRINGEST ME THE WILD MOOSE FROM THE HAZY FIELDS AND FORESTS
phonemes: spˈeɪk ðə hˈoʊstɛs ʌv pˌoʊɪˈoʊlə: "nˈɛvɚ wɪl aɪ ɡˈɪv maɪ dˈɔːɾɚ tʊ ɐ hˈiəɹoʊ fˈɔls ænd wˈɜːθləs, tʊ ɐ mˈɪnstɹəl vˈeɪn ænd ˈiːvəl; ðˈɛɹfɔːɹ, pɹˈeɪ ðˈaʊ fɔːɹ maɪ mˈeɪdən, ðˈɛɹfɔːɹ, wˈuː ðə swˈiːt fˈeɪsd flˈaʊɚ, wˌɛn ðˈaʊ bɹˈɪŋɡɪst mˌiː ðə wˈaɪld mˈuːs fɹʌmðə hˈɪsi fˈiːldz ænd fˈɔːɹɪsts."