text_original: And when one morning the sun arose, And they bore her bier down the garden close, It touched her, saying, "At last, repose."
text_transcription: AND WHEN ONE MORNING THE SUN AROSE AND THEY BORE HER BEARD DOWN THE GARDEN CLOSE IT TOUCHED HER SAYING AT LAST REPOSE
phonemes: ænd wɛn wˈʌn mˈɔːɹnɪŋ ðə sˈʌn ɚɹˈoʊz, ænd ðeɪ bˈɔːɹ hɜː bˈɪɹ dˌaʊn ðə ɡˈɑːɹdən klˈoʊs, ɪt tˈʌtʃt hɜː, sˈeɪɪŋ, "æt lˈæst, ɹᵻpˈoʊz."