text_original: "My spirits flag  my hopes decay   Still that dread death bell smites my ear, And many a boding seems to say, 'Countess, prepare, thy end is near!'"
text_transcription: MY SPIRIT'S FLAG MY HOPES DECAY STILL THAT DREAD DEATH BELL SMITES MY EAR AND MANY A BODING SEEMS TO SAY COUNTESS PREPARE THY END IS NEAR
phonemes: "maɪ spˈɪɹɪts flˈæɡ maɪ hˈoʊps dᵻkˈeɪ stˈɪl ðæt dɹˈɛd dˈɛθ bˈɛl smˈaɪts maɪ ˈɪɹ, ænd mˈɛni ɐ bˈoʊdɪŋ sˈiːmz tə sˈeɪ, kˈaʊntɛs, pɹɪpˈɛɹ, ðˌaɪ ˈɛnd ɪz nˈɪɹ!"