text_original: They told me, Heracleitus, they told me you were dead ; They brought me bitter news to hear and bit tears to shed. I wept as I remembered, how often you and I Had tired the sun with talking and sent him down the sky.
text_transcription: THEY TOLD ME HERACLITUS THEY TOLD ME HE WERE DEAD THEY BROUGHT ME BITTER NEWS TO HEAR AND BITTER TEARS TO SHED I WEPT AS I REMEMBERED HOW OFTEN YOU AND I HAD TIRED THE SUN WITH TALKING AND SENT HIM DOWN THE SKY
phonemes: ðeɪ tˈoʊld mˌiː, hˈɛɹɐklˌeɪɾəs, ðeɪ tˈoʊld mˌiː juː wɜː dˈɛd ; ðeɪ bɹˈɔːt mˌiː bˈɪɾɚ nˈuːz tə hˈɪɹ ænd bˈɪt tˈɪɹz tə ʃˈɛd. aɪ wˈɛpt æz aɪ ɹᵻmˈɛmbɚd, hˌaʊ ˈɔfən juː ænd aɪ hæd tˈaɪɚd ðə sˈʌn wɪð tˈɔːkɪŋ ænd sˈɛnt hˌɪm dˌaʊn ðə skˈaɪ.