text_original: Bring me honey on thy winglets. On thy tongue, I pray thee, bring me Sweetness from the fragrant meadows. From the little cups of flowers. From the tips of seven petals, That we thus may aid the water To produce the steel from iron."
text_transcription: BRING ME HONEY ON THY WINGLETS ON THY TONGUE I PRAY THEE BRING ME SWEETNESS FROM THE FRAGRANT MEADOWS FROM THE LITTLE CUPS OF FLOWERS FROM THE TIPS OF SEVEN PETALS THAT WE THUS MAY AID THE WATER TO PRODUCE THE STEEL FROM IRON
phonemes: bɹˈɪŋ mˌiː hˈʌni ˌɔn ðˌaɪ wˈɪŋɡlɪts. ˌɔn ðˌaɪ tˈʌŋ, aɪ pɹˈeɪ ðˈiː, bɹˈɪŋ mˌiː swˈiːtnəs fɹʌmðə fɹˈeɪɡɹənt mˈɛdoʊz. fɹʌmðə lˈɪɾəl kˈʌps ʌv flˈaʊɚz. fɹʌmðə tˈɪps ʌv sˈɛvən pˈɛɾəlz, ðæt wiː ðˈʌs mˈeɪ ˈeɪd ðə wˈɔːɾɚ tə pɹədˈuːs ðə stˈiːl fɹʌm ˈaɪɚn."