text_original: What doth the poor man's son inherit? Wishes o'erjoyed with humble things, A rank adjudged by toil worn merit, Content that from employment springs. A heart that in his labor sings; A heritage, it seems to me.
text_transcription: WHAT DOTH THE POOR MAN'S SON INHERIT WISHES OVERJOYED WITH HUMBLE THINGS A RANK ADJUDGED BY TOIL WORN MERIT CONTENT THAT FROM EMPLOYMENT SPRINGS A HEART THAT IN HIS LABOUR SINGS A HERITAGE IT SEEMS TO ME
phonemes: wˌʌt dʌθ ðə pˈʊɹ mˈænz sˈʌn ɪnhˈɛɹɪt? wˈɪʃᵻz ˈɔːɹdʒɔɪd wɪð hˈʌmbəl θˈɪŋz, ɐ ɹˈæŋk ɐdʒˈʌdʒd baɪ tˈɔɪl wˈɔːɹn mˈɛɹɪt, kˈɑːntɛnt ðæt fɹʌm ɛmplˈɔɪmənt spɹˈɪŋz. ɐ hˈɑːɹt ðæt ɪn hɪz lˈeɪbɚ sˈɪŋz; ɐ hˈɛɹɪɾɪdʒ, ɪt sˈiːmz tə mˌiː.