text_original: I like to be forced to laugh and be merry, Though the earth with sorrow and pain is rife: I like for an evening at least to bury All thoughts of trouble, or pain, or strife. In sooth, I like to be moved to the very Emotions I miss in life.
text_transcription: I LIKE TO BE FORCED TO LAUGH AND BE MERRY THOUGH THE EARTH WITH SORROW AND PAIN IS RIVE I LIKE FOR AN EVENING AT LEAST TO BURY ALL THOUGHTS OF TROUBLE OR PAIN OR STRIFE IN SOOTH I LIKE TO BE MOVED TO THE VERY EMOTIONS I MISS IN LIFE
phonemes: aɪ lˈaɪk təbi fˈɔːɹst tə lˈæf ænd biː mˈɛɹi, ðˌoʊ ðɪ ˈɜːθ wɪð sˈɑːɹoʊ ænd pˈeɪn ɪz ɹˈaɪf: aɪ lˈaɪk fɚɹən ˈiːvnɪŋ æt lˈiːst tə bˈɛɹi ˈɔːl θˈɔːts ʌv tɹˈʌbəl, ɔːɹ pˈeɪn, ɔːɹ stɹˈaɪf. ɪn sˈuːθ, aɪ lˈaɪk təbi mˈuːvd tə ðə vˈɛɹi ɪmˈoʊʃənz aɪ mˈɪs ɪn lˈaɪf.