text_original: "On the grave where my father is laid I once planted a tree; can it be it lives now? And who cares for the weakling? Thou earth give it moisture, and dew, kindly heaven, give thou.
text_transcription: ON THE GRAVE WHERE MY FATHER IS LAID I ONCE PLANTED A TREE CAN IT BE IT LIVES NOW AND WHO CARES FOR THE WEAKLING THOU EARTH GIVE IT MOISTURE AND DEW KINDLY HEAVEN GIVE THOU
phonemes: "ɔnðə ɡɹˈeɪv wˌɛɹ maɪ fˈɑːðɚɹ ɪz lˈeɪd aɪ wˈʌns plˈæntᵻd ɐ tɹˈiː; kæn ɪt biː ɪt lˈɪvz nˈaʊ? ænd hˌuː kˈɛɹz fɚðə wˈiːklɪŋ? ðˈaʊ ˈɜːθ ɡˈɪv ɪt mˈɔɪstʃɚ, ænd dˈuː, kˈaɪndli hˈɛvən, ɡˈɪv ðˈaʊ.