text_original: the large white duck's egg glimmers Like a pearl ! Softly sing the billows, rushing, whispering Low; Freshly, oh, deliriously, the warm, wild wind doth blow ! Plaintive bleat of new washed Lambs comes faint from far away; And clearly cry the little birds, alert and blithe and gay. O happy, happy morning!
text_transcription: THE LARGE WHITE DUCK'S EGG GLIMMERS LIKE A PEARL SOFTLY SING THE BILLOWS RUSHING WHISPERING LOW FRESHLY OH DELICIOUSLY THE WARM WILD WIND DOTH BLOW PLAINTIVE BLEAT OF NEW WASHED LAMBS COMES FAINT FROM FAR AWAY AND CLEARLY CRY THE LITTLE BIRDS ALERT AND BLITHE AND GAY O HAPPY HAPPY MORNING
phonemes: ðə lˈɑːɹdʒ wˈaɪt dˈʌks ˈɛɡ ɡlˈɪmɚz lˈaɪk ɐ pˈɜːl ! sˈɔftli sˈɪŋ ðə bˈɪloʊz, ɹˈʌʃɪŋ, wˈɪspɚɹɪŋ lˈoʊ; fɹˈɛʃli, ˈoʊ, dᵻlˈɪɹiəsli, ðə wˈɔːɹm, wˈaɪld wˈɪnd dʌθ blˈoʊ ! plˈeɪntɪv blˈiːt ʌv nˈuː wˈɑːʃt lˈæmz kˈʌmz fˈeɪnt fɹʌm fˈɑːɹ ɐwˈeɪ; ænd klˈɪɹli kɹˈaɪ ðə lˈɪɾəl bˈɜːdz, ɐlˈɜːt ænd blˈaɪð ænd ɡˈeɪ. ˈoʊ hˈæpi, hˈæpi mˈɔːɹnɪŋ!