text_original: One property more I would have you remark, No lady was ever more fond of a spark; The moment I get one, my soul's all a fire, And I roar out my joy, and in transport expire.
text_transcription: WHEN PROPERTY MORE I WOULD HAVE YOU REMARK NO LADY WAS EVER MORE FOND OF A SPARK THE MOMENT I GET ONE MY SOUL'S ALL AFIRE AND I ROAR OUT MY JOY AND IN TRANSPORT EXPIRE
phonemes: wˈʌn pɹˈɑːpɚɾi mˈɔːɹ aɪ wʊdhɐv juː ɹᵻmˈɑːɹk, nˈoʊ lˈeɪdi wʌz ˈɛvɚ mˈɔːɹ fˈɑːnd əvə spˈɑːɹk; ðə mˈoʊmənt aɪ ɡˈɛt wˌʌn, maɪ sˈoʊlz ˈɔːl ɐ fˈaɪɚ, ænd aɪ ɹˈɔːɹ ˈaʊt maɪ dʒˈɔɪ, ænd ɪn tɹˈænspɔːɹt ɛkspˈaɪɚ.