text_original: What docs he think when her quick embrace Presses his hand and buries his face Digitized by Google ABOUT CHILDREN. 15 Deep where the heart throbs sink and swell With a tenderness she can never tell, Though she murmur the words Of all the birds  Words she has learned to murmur well?
text_transcription: WHAT DOES HE THINK WHEN HER QUICK EMBRACE PRESSES HIS HAND AND BURIES HIS FACE DEEP WHERE THE HEART THROBS SINK AND SWELL WITH A TENDERNESS SHE CAN NEVER TELL THOUGH SHE MURMUR THE WORDS OF ALL THE BIRDS WORDS SHE HAS LEARNED TO MURMUR WELL
phonemes: wˌʌt dˈɑːks hiː θˈɪŋk wɛn hɜː kwˈɪk ɛmbɹˈeɪs pɹˈɛsᵻz hɪz hˈænd ænd bˈɛɹiz hɪz fˈeɪs dˈɪdʒɪtˌaɪzd baɪ ɡˈuːɡəl ɐbˌaʊt tʃˈɪldɹən. fˈɪftiːn dˈiːp wˌɛɹ ðə hˈɑːɹt θɹˈɑːbz sˈɪŋk ænd swˈɛl wɪð ɐ tˈɛndɚnəs ʃiː kæn nˈɛvɚ tˈɛl, ðˌoʊ ʃiː mˈɜːmɚ ðə wˈɜːdz ʌv ˈɔːl ðə bˈɜːdz wˈɜːdz ʃiː hɐz lˈɜːnd tə mˈɜːmɚ wˈɛl?