text_original: That room,  forty years since, folk settled and decked it. The luncheon's prepared, and the guests are expected, The handsome young host he is gallant and gay, For his love and her friends will be with him today. With solid and dainty the table is drest, The wine beams its brightest, the flowers bloom their best; Yet the host need not smile, and no guests will appear, For his sweetheart is dead, as he shortly shall hear.
text_transcription: THAT ROOM FORTY YEARS SINCE FOLK SETTLED AND DECKED IT THE LUNCHEON'S PREPARED AND THE GUESTS ARE EXPECTED THE HANDSOME YOUNG HOST HE IS GALLANT AND GAY FOR HIS LOVE AND HER FRIENDS WILL BE WITH HIM TO DAY WITH SOLID AND DAINTY THE TABLE IS DRESSED THE WINE BEAMS ITS BRIGHTEST THE FLOWERS BLOOM THEIR BEST YET THE HOST NEED NOT SMILE AND NO GUESTS WILL APPEAR FOR HIS SWEETHEART IS DEAD AS HE SHORTLY SHALL HEAR
phonemes: ðæt ɹˈuːm,  fˈɔːɹɾi jˈɪɹz sˈɪns, fˈoʊk sˈɛɾəld ænd dˈɛkt ɪt. ðə lˈʌntʃənz pɹɪpˈɛɹd, ænd ðə ɡˈɛsts ɑːɹ ɛkspˈɛktᵻd, ðə hˈændsʌm jˈʌŋ hˈoʊst hiː ɪz ɡˈælənt ænd ɡˈeɪ, fɔːɹ hɪz lˈʌv ænd hɜː fɹˈɛndz wɪl biː wɪð hˌɪm tədˈeɪ. wɪð sˈɑːlɪd ænd dˈeɪnti ðə tˈeɪbəl ɪz dɹˈɛst, ðə wˈaɪn bˈiːmz ɪts bɹˈaɪɾɪst, ðə flˈaʊɚz blˈuːm ðɛɹ bˈɛst; jˈɛt ðə hˈoʊst nˈiːd nˌɑːt smˈaɪl, ænd nˈoʊ ɡˈɛsts wɪl ɐpˈɪɹ, fɔːɹ hɪz swˈiːthɑːɹt ɪz dˈɛd, æz hiː ʃˈɔːɹtli ʃˌæl hˈɪɹ.