text_original: FOR two dear heads of bronze and amber, For baby eyes of blue and brown, For two who cling, and kiss, and clamber, And on my shoulder nestle down. All little hearts are dearer to me, All little faces sweet and bright, All childish tears and woes undo me, And I would heal them all to night.
text_transcription: FOR TWO DEAR HEADS OF BRONZE AND AMBER FOR BABY EYES OF BLUE AND BROWN FOR TWO WHO CLING AND KISS AND CLAMBER AND ON MY SHOULDER NESTLE DOWN ALL LITTLE HEARTS ARE DEARER TO ME ALL LITTLE FACES SWEET AND BRIGHT CHILDISH TEARS AND WOES UNDO ME AND I WOULD HEAL THEM ALL TO NIGHT
phonemes: fɔːɹ tˈuː dˈɪɹ hˈɛdz ʌv bɹˈɑːnz ænd ˈæmbɚ, fɔːɹ bˈeɪbi ˈaɪz ʌv blˈuː ænd bɹˈaʊn, fɔːɹ tˈuː hˌuː klˈɪŋ, ænd kˈɪs, ænd klˈæmbɚ, ænd ˌɔn maɪ ʃˈoʊldɚ nˈɛsəl dˈaʊn. ˈɔːl lˈɪɾəl hˈɑːɹts ɑːɹ dˈɪɹɚ tə mˌiː, ˈɔːl lˈɪɾəl fˈeɪsᵻz swˈiːt ænd bɹˈaɪt, ˈɔːl tʃˈaɪldɪʃ tˈɪɹz ænd wˈoʊz ʌndˈuː mˌiː, ænd aɪ wʊd hˈiːl ðˌɛm ˈɔːl tə nˈaɪt.