text_original: The Abbot of Innisfallen arose upon his feet; He heard a small bird singing, and O but it sung sweet! It sung upon a holly bush, this little snow white bird; A song so full of gladness he never before had heard.
text_transcription: THE ABBOT OF INIS FALLEN AROSE UPON HIS FEET HE HEARD A SMALL BIRD SINGING AND OH BUT IT SUNG SWEET IT SUNG UPON A HOLLY BUSH THIS LITTLE SNOW WHITE BIRD A SONG SO FULL OF GLADNESS HE NEVER BEFORE HAD HEARD
phonemes: ðɪ ˈæbət ʌv ɪnnˈɪsfɔːlən ɚɹˈoʊz əpˌɑːn hɪz fˈiːt; hiː hˈɜːd ɐ smˈɔːl bˈɜːd sˈɪŋɪŋ, ænd ˈoʊ bˌʌt ɪt sˈʌŋ swˈiːt! ɪt sˈʌŋ əpˌɑːn ɐ hˈɑːli bˈʊʃ, ðɪs lˈɪɾəl snˈoʊ wˈaɪt bˈɜːd; ɐ sˈɔŋ sˌoʊ fˈʊl ʌv ɡlˈædnəs hiː nˈɛvɚ bᵻfˌɔːɹ hæd hˈɜːd.