text_original: Woe, woe! to day's woe and the coming morrow's I cover with one groan. And where is found me A limit to these sorrows? And yet what word do I say?
text_transcription: WOE WOE TO DAY'S WOE AND THE COMING MORROWS I COVER WITH ONE GROAN AND WHERE IS FOUND ME A LIMIT TO THESE SORROWS AND YET WHAT WORD DO I SAY
phonemes: wˈoʊ, wˈoʊ! tə dˈeɪz wˈoʊ ænd ðə kˈʌmɪŋ mˈɑːɹoʊz aɪ kˈʌvɚ wɪð wˈʌn ɡɹˈoʊn. ænd wˌɛɹ ɪz fˈaʊnd mˌiː ɐ lˈɪmɪt tə ðiːz sˈɑːɹoʊz? ænd jˈɛt wʌt wˈɜːd dˈuː aɪ sˈeɪ?