text_original: _Alas! dear child, ne'er to have known them all_. To dream of love and rest, To know the dream has past, To bear within an aching breast Only a void at last   What sadder fate could any heart befall?
text_transcription: ALAS DEAR CHILD NEVER TO HAVE KNOWN THEM ALL TO DREAM OF LOVE AND REST TO KNOW THE DREAM HAS PASSED TO BEAR WITHIN AN ACHING BREAST ONLY AVOID AT LAST WHAT SADDER FATE COULD ANY HEART BEFALL
phonemes: ɐlˈæs! dˈɪɹ tʃˈaɪld, nˈɛɹ tə hæv nˈoʊn ðˌɛm ˈɔːl. tə dɹˈiːm ʌv lˈʌv ænd ɹˈɛst, tə nˈoʊ ðə dɹˈiːm hɐz pˈæst, tə bˈɛɹ wɪðˌɪn ɐn ˈeɪkɪŋ bɹˈɛst ˈoʊnli ɐ vˈɔɪd æt lˈæst wʌt sˈædɚ fˈeɪt kʊd ˌɛni hˈɑːɹt bᵻfˈɔːl?