text_original: Sleep, mother, sleep! our protector and guide! Though we fain would have turned all Death's arrows aside; Though we clung to thee fondly, and watched every breath, Thy spirit unnoticed departed with Death.
text_transcription: SLEEP MOTHER SLEEP OUR PROTECTOR AND GUIDE THOUGH WE FAIN WOULD HAVE TURNED ALL DEATH'S ARROWS ASIDE THOUGH WE WE CLUNG TO THEE FONDLY AND WATCHED EVERY BREATH THY SPIRIT UNNOTICED DEPARTED WITH DEATH
phonemes: slˈiːp, mˈʌðɚ, slˈiːp! ˌaʊɚ pɹətˈɛktɚ ænd ɡˈaɪd! ðˌoʊ wiː fˈeɪn wʊdhɐv tˈɜːnd ˈɔːl dˈɛθz ˈæɹoʊz ɐsˈaɪd; ðˌoʊ wiː klˈʌŋ tə ðiː fˈɑːndli, ænd wˈɑːtʃt ˈɛvɹi bɹˈɛθ, ðˌaɪ spˈɪɹɪt ʌnnˈoʊɾɪst dᵻpˈɑːɹɾᵻd wɪð dˈɛθ.