text_original: 'Go away, Your Royal Highness, and go to bed, please,' said Betsinda, with the warming pan. But Bulbo said, 'No, never, till thou swearest to be mine, thou lovely, blushing chambermaid divine! Here, at thy feet, the Royal Bulbo lies, the trembling captive of Betsinda's eyes.
text_transcription: GO AWAY YOUR ROYAL HIGHNESS AND GO TO BED PLEASE SAYS BETSINDA WITH THE WARMING PAN BUT BOBO SAID NO NEVER TILL THOU SWEAREST TO BE MINE THOU LOVELY BLUSHING CHAMBERMAID DIVINE HERE AT THY FEET THE ROYAL BOBO LIES THE TREMBLING CAPTIVE OF BETSENDA'S EYES
phonemes: ɡˌoʊ ɐwˈeɪ, jʊɹ ɹˈɔɪəl hˈaɪnəs, ænd ɡˌoʊ tə bˈɛd, plˈiːz,sˈɛd bɛtsˈɪndə, wɪððə wˈɔːɹmɪŋ pˈæn. bˌʌt bˈʌlboʊ sˈɛd, nˈoʊ, nˈɛvɚ, tˈɪl ðˈaʊ swˈɛɹɪst təbi mˈaɪn, ðˈaʊ lˈʌvli, blˈʌʃɪŋ tʃˈeɪmbɚmˌeɪd dᵻvˈaɪn! hˈɪɹ, æt ðˌaɪ fˈiːt, ðə ɹˈɔɪəl bˈʌlboʊ lˈaɪz, ðə tɹˈɛmblɪŋ kˈæptɪv ʌv bɛtsˈɪndəz ˈaɪz.