text_original: Now he thinks he Ml go to sleep! I can see the shadow creep Over his eyes, in soft eclipse. Over his brow and over his lips, Out to his little finger tips! Softly sinking, down he goes!
text_transcription: NOW HE THINKS HE'LL GO TO SLEEP I CAN SEE THE SHADOW CREEP OVER HIS EYES IN SOFT ECLIPSE OVER HIS BROW AND OVER HIS LIPS OUT TO HIS LITTLE FINGER TIPS SOFTLY SINKING DOWN HE GOES
phonemes: nˈaʊ hiː θˈɪŋks hiː ˌɛmˈɛl ɡˌoʊ tə slˈiːp! aɪ kæn sˈiː ðə ʃˈædoʊ kɹˈiːp ˌoʊvɚ hɪz ˈaɪz, ɪn sˈɔft ɪklˈɪps. ˌoʊvɚ hɪz bɹˈaʊ ænd ˌoʊvɚ hɪz lˈɪps, ˈaʊt tə hɪz lˈɪɾəl fˈɪŋɡɚ tˈɪps! sˈɔftli sˈɪŋkɪŋ, dˌaʊn hiː ɡˈoʊz!