text_original: *' So fare you well — 't is sore to part, And yet the thing must be, — You Ve taken another love to your heart, And left no place for me/* 21 WITH THE MEASURE THAT YOU MEASURE ^' I HAVE done a cruel thing," she cried, *^ I have stricken a heart with pain ; I have cast the old, old love aside. And broken the bond in twain.
text_transcription: SO FARE YOU WELL TIS SORE DEPART AND YET THE THING MUST BE YOU'VE TAKEN ANOTHER LOVE TO YOUR HEART AND LEFT NO PLACE FOR ME WITH THE MEASURE THAT YOU MEASURE I HAVE DONE A CRUEL THING SHE CRIED I HAVE STRICKEN A HEART WITH PAIN I HAVE CAST THE OLD OLD LOVE ASIDE AND BROKEN THE BOND IN TWAIN
phonemes: ˈæstɚɹˌɪsk sˌoʊ fˈɛɹ juː wˈɛl — tˈiː ɪz sˈɔːɹ tə pˈɑːɹt, ænd jˈɛt ðə θˈɪŋ mˈʌst bˈiː, — juː vˈiː tˈeɪkən ɐnˈʌðɚ lˈʌv tə jʊɹ hˈɑːɹt, ænd lˈɛft nˈoʊ plˈeɪs fɔːɹ mˌiː slˈæʃɐstɚɹˌɪsk twˈɛnti wˈʌn wɪððə mˈɛʒɚ ðæt juː mˈɛʒɚ aɪ hæv dˈʌn ɐ kɹˈuːəl θˈɪŋ," ʃiː kɹˈaɪd, ˈæstɚɹˌɪsk aɪ hæv stɹˈɪkən ɐ hˈɑːɹt wɪð pˈeɪn ; aɪ hæv kˈæst ðɪ ˈoʊld, ˈoʊld lˈʌv ɐsˈaɪd. ænd bɹˈoʊkən ðə bˈɑːnd ɪn twˈeɪn.