text_original: No fondest father's fondest care Can fashion so the infant heart As those creative beams that dart. With all their hopes and fears, upon The cradle of a sleeping son.
text_transcription: NO FONDEST FATHER'S FONDEST CARE CAN FASHION SO THE INFANT HEART AS THOSE CREATIVE BEAMS THAT DART WITH ALL THEIR HOPES AND FEARS UPON THE CRADLE OF A SLEEPING SON
phonemes: nˈoʊ fˈɑːndɪst fˈɑːðɚz fˈɑːndɪst kˈɛɹ kæn fˈæʃən sˌoʊ ðɪ ˈɪnfənt hˈɑːɹt æz ðoʊz kɹiːˈeɪɾɪv bˈiːmz ðæt dˈɑːɹt. wɪð ˈɔːl ðɛɹ hˈoʊps ænd fˈɪɹz, əpˌɑːn ðə kɹˈeɪdəl əvə slˈiːpɪŋ sˈʌn.