text_original: He promised to let me help him whenever it would save pain, and I returned to the dying man. The sun shone and birds sang. He stirred, opened his eyes, smiled to see me, and said. " It is a lovely morning, and I will soon be gone."
text_transcription: HE PROMISED TO LET ME HELP HIM WHENEVER IT WOULD SAVE PAIN AND I RETURNED TO THE DYING MAN THE SUN SHONE AND BIRDS SANG HE STIRRED OPENED HIS EYES SMILED TO SEE ME AND SAID IT IS A LOVELY MORNING AND I WILL SOON BE GONE
phonemes: hiː pɹˈɑːmɪst tə lˈɛt mˌiː hˈɛlp hˌɪm wɛnˌɛvɚɹ ɪt wʊd sˈeɪv pˈeɪn, ænd aɪ ɹᵻtˈɜːnd tə ðə dˈaɪɪŋ mˈæn. ðə sˈʌn ʃˈɑːn ænd bˈɜːdz sˈæŋ. hiː stˈɜːd, ˈoʊpənd hɪz ˈaɪz, smˈaɪld tə sˈiː mˌiː, ænd sˈɛd. " ɪɾ ɪz ɐ lˈʌvli mˈɔːɹnɪŋ, ænd aɪ wɪl sˈuːn biː ɡˈɔn."