text_original: They were tears of joy; And the true heart of that young mother then Grew lighter, and she sang unconsciously The silliest ballad song that ever yet Subdued the nursery's voices, and brought sleep To fold her sabbath wings above its couch.
text_transcription: THEY WERE TEARS OF JOY AND THE TRUE HEART OF THAT YOUNG MOTHER THEN GREW LIGHTER AND SHE SANG UNCONSCIOUSLY THE SILLIEST BALLAD SONG THAT EVER YET SUBDUED THE NURSERY'S VOICES AND BROUGHT SLEEP TO FOLD HER SABBATH WINGS ABOVE ITS COUCH
phonemes: ðeɪ wɜː tˈɪɹz ʌv dʒˈɔɪ; ænd ðə tɹˈuː hˈɑːɹt ʌv ðæt jˈʌŋ mˈʌðɚ ðˈɛn ɡɹˈuː lˈaɪɾɚ, ænd ʃiː sˈæŋ ʌŋkˈɑːnʃəsli ðə sˈɪliɪst bˈæləd sˈɔŋ ðæt ˈɛvɚ jˈɛt sʌbdˈuːd ðə nˈɜːsɚɹiz vˈɔɪsᵻz, ænd bɹˈɔːt slˈiːp tə fˈoʊld hɜː sˈæbəθ wˈɪŋz əbˌʌv ɪts kˈaʊtʃ.