text_original: Hither came every village maid, And on the boughs her garland hung, And here, beneath the spreading shade, Secure from satyrs sat and sung.
text_transcription: HITHER CAME EVERY VILLAGE MADE AND ON THE BOUGHS HER GARLAND HUNG AND HERE BENEATH THE SPREADING SHADE SECURE FROM SATYRS SAT AND SUNG
phonemes: hˈɪðɚ kˈeɪm ˈɛvɹi vˈɪlɪdʒ mˈeɪd, ænd ɔnðə bˈaʊz hɜː ɡˈɑːɹlənd hˈʌŋ, ænd hˈɪɹ, bᵻnˌiːθ ðə spɹˈɛdɪŋ ʃˈeɪd, sᵻkjˈʊɹ fɹʌm sˈæɾɚz sˈæt ænd sˈʌŋ.