text_original: She replied, "Then I will relate a dream. I was walking alone through a wood, and at last I came to a house, in which no living soul was, but on the wall there was a bird in a cage which cried, "Turn back, turn back, young maiden dear, 'Tis a murderer's house you enter here."
text_transcription: SHE REPLIED THEN I WILL RELATE A DREAM I WAS WALKING ALONE THROUGH A WOOD AND AT LAST I CAME TO A HOUSE IN WHICH NO LIVING SOUL WAS BUT ON THE WALL THERE WAS A BIRD IN A CAGE WHICH CRIED TURN BACK TURN BACK YOUNG MAIDEN DEAR TIS A MURDERER'S HOUSE YOU ENTER HERE
phonemes: ʃiː ɹᵻplˈaɪd, "ðˈɛn aɪ wɪl ɹᵻlˈeɪt ɐ dɹˈiːm. aɪ wʌz wˈɔːkɪŋ ɐlˈoʊn θɹuː ɐ wˈʊd, ænd æt lˈæst aɪ kˈeɪm tʊ ɐ hˈaʊs, ɪnwˌɪtʃ nˈoʊ lˈɪvɪŋ sˈoʊl wʌz, bˌʌt ɔnðə wˈɔːl ðɛɹwˌʌz ɐ bˈɜːd ɪn ɐ kˈeɪdʒ wˌɪtʃ kɹˈaɪd, "tˈɜːn bˈæk, tˈɜːn bˈæk, jˈʌŋ mˈeɪdən dˈɪɹ, tˈɪz ɐ mˈɜːdɚɹɚz hˈaʊs juː ˈɛntɚ hˈɪɹ."