text_original: The Compline chants were over, The twilight almost gone, The youth was startled by a voice Which cried—"My son! my son!"
text_transcription: THE COMPLIANT CHANTS WERE OVER THE TWILIGHT ALMOST GONE THE YOUTH WAS STARTLED BY A VOICE WHICH CRIED MY SON MY SON
phonemes: ðə kəmplˈaɪn tʃˈænts wɜːɹ ˈoʊvɚ, ðə twˈaɪlaɪt ˈɔːlmoʊst ɡˈɔn, ðə jˈuːθ wʌz stˈɑːɹɾəld baɪ ɐ vˈɔɪs wˌɪtʃ kɹˈaɪd—"maɪ sˈʌn! maɪ sˈʌn!"