text_original: A puny and decrepit son; But, day and night, Though fretful oft, and weak and small, A loving child, he was her all   The Widow's Mite.
text_transcription: A PUNY AND DECREPIT SON BUT DAY AND NIGHT THOUGH FRETFUL OFT AND WEAK AND SMALL A LOVING CHILD HE WAS HER ALL THE WIDOW'S MIGHT
phonemes: ɐ pjˈuːni ænd dᵻkɹˈɛpɪt sˈʌn; bˌʌt, dˈeɪ ænd nˈaɪt, ðˌoʊ fɹˈɛtfəl ˈɔft, ænd wˈiːk ænd smˈɔːl, ɐ lˈʌvɪŋ tʃˈaɪld, hiː wʌz hɜːɹ ˈɔːl ðə wˈɪdoʊz mˈaɪt.