text_original: But leave old worlds behind ? " And when the rivers and hills are crost, Oh ! how, oh, how, will it be, If your heart to another maid be lost, And you think no more of me ? " 196 A LAST WORD. *^ There 's summut I 'd like you chaps to tell  There 's a minute or two, mebbe — If yer has a heart that loves yer well, — Don't throw it away from ye.
text_transcription: BUT LEAVE OLD WORLDS BEHIND AND WHEN THE RIVERS AND HILLS ARE CROSSED OH HOW WILL IT BE WITH ME IF YOUR HEART TO ANOTHER MAID BE LOST AND YOU LET THE OLD LOVE BE A LAST WORD THERE'S SOMEWHAT I'D LIKE YOU CHAPS TO TELL THERE'S A MINUTE OR TWO MAYBE IF YER HAS A HEART THAT LOVES YOU WELL DON'T THROW IT AWAY FROM YE
phonemes: bˌʌt lˈiːv ˈoʊld wˈɜːldz bᵻhˈaɪnd ? " ænd wɛn ðə ɹˈɪvɚz ænd hˈɪlz ɑːɹ kɹˈɑːst, ˈoʊ ! hˈaʊ, ˈoʊ, hˈaʊ, wɪl ɪt bˈiː, ɪf jʊɹ hˈɑːɹt tʊ ɐnˈʌðɚ mˈeɪd biː lˈɔst, ænd juː θˈɪŋk nˈoʊmˌɔːɹ ʌv mˌiː ? " wˈʌnhˈʌndɹɪd nˈaɪnti sˈɪks ɐ lˈæst wˈɜːd. ˈæstɚɹˌɪsk ðɛɹ ˈɛs sˈʌmʌt aɪ dˈiː lˈaɪk juː tʃˈæps tə tˈɛl ðɛɹ ˈɛs ɐ mˈɪnɪt ɔːɹ tˈuː, mˈɛb — ɪf jɚ hɐz ɐ hˈɑːɹt ðæt lˈʌvz jɚ wˈɛl, — dˈoʊnt θɹˈoʊ ɪɾ ɐwˈeɪ fɹʌm jˈiː.