text_original: The tenderness that touched the nerve Like music? Oh, I bid these serve Thee, soothe thee, watchful of thy need While mine is unattended; feed Thy heart while mine goes famished. Glad, I give the dearest thing I had.
text_transcription: THE TENDERNESS THAT TOUCHED THE NERVE LIKE MUSIC O I BID THEE SERVE THEE SOOTHE THEE WATCHFUL OF THY NEED WHILE MINE IS UNATTENDED FEED THY HEART WHILE MINE GOES FAMISHED GLAD I GIVE THE DEAREST THING I HAD
phonemes: ðə tˈɛndɚnəs ðæt tˈʌtʃt ðə nˈɜːv lˈaɪk mjˈuːzɪk? ˈoʊ, aɪ bˈɪd ðiːz sˈɜːv ðˈiː, sˈuːð ðˈiː, wˈɑːtʃfəl ʌv ðˌaɪ nˈiːd wˌaɪl mˈaɪn ɪz ʌnɐtˈɛndᵻd; fˈiːd ðˌaɪ hˈɑːɹt wˌaɪl mˈaɪn ɡoʊz fˈæmɪʃt. ɡlˈæd, aɪ ɡˈɪv ðə dˈɪɹɪst θˈɪŋ aɪ hˈæd.