text_original: Goldsmith lived in London and he died in London, and he lies buried in the precincts of the Temple. The noise, and rattle, and roar of London rave daily about his grave. Around it rolls the awful music of a great city that has grown and swollen and extended its limits and multiplied its population out of all resemblance to that little London where Goldsmith lived and starved and made merry, and was loved, and dunned, and sorrowed for.
text_transcription: GOLDSMITH LIVED IN LONDON AND HE DIED IN LONDON AND HE LIES BURIED IN THE PRECINCTS OF THE TEMPLE THE NOISE AND RATTLE AND ROAR OF LONDON RAVED DAILY ABOUT HIS GRAVE AROUND IT ROLLS THE AWFUL MUSIC OF A GREAT CITY THAT HAS GROWN AND SWOLLEN AND EXTENDED ITS LIMITS AND MULTIPLIED ITS POPULATION OUT OF ALL RESEMBLANCE TO THE LITTLE LONDON WHERE GOLDSMITH LIVED AND STARVED AND MADE MERRY AND WAS LOVED AND DUNNED AND SORROWED FOR
phonemes: ɡˈoʊldsmɪθ lˈɪvd ɪn lˈʌndən ænd hiː dˈaɪd ɪn lˈʌndən, ænd hiː lˈaɪz bˈɛɹid ɪnðə pɹˈiːsɪŋkts ʌvðə tˈɛmpəl. ðə nˈɔɪz, ænd ɹˈæɾəl, ænd ɹˈɔːɹ ʌv lˈʌndən ɹˈeɪv dˈeɪli ɐbˌaʊt hɪz ɡɹˈeɪv. ɚɹˈaʊnd ɪt ɹˈoʊlz ðɪ ˈɔːfəl mjˈuːzɪk əvə ɡɹˈeɪt sˈɪɾi ðæt hɐz ɡɹˈoʊn ænd swˈoʊlən ænd ɛkstˈɛndᵻd ɪts lˈɪmɪts ænd mˌʌltɪplˈaɪd ɪts pˌɑːpjʊlˈeɪʃən ˌaʊɾəv ˈɔːl ɹᵻzˈɛmbləns tə ðæt lˈɪɾəl lˈʌndən wˌɛɹ ɡˈoʊldsmɪθ lˈɪvd ænd stˈɑːɹvd ænd mˌeɪd mˈɛɹi, ænd wʌz lˈʌvd, ænd dˈʌnd, ænd sˈɑːɹoʊd fɔːɹ.