text_original: For she, my love, my fate, she sat by my side On a fallen oak, her cheek all flushed with a bashful shame, Telling me what her innocent heart had hid   "For was not I her brother, her dear brother, all but in name."
text_transcription: FOR SHE MY LOVE MY FATE SHE SAT BY MY SIDE ON THE FALLEN OAK HER CHEEK ALL FLUSHED WITH A BASHFUL SHAME TELLING ME WHAT HER INNOCENT HEART HAD HID FOR WAS I NOT HER BROTHER HER DEAR BROTHER ALL BUT IN NAME
phonemes: fɔːɹ ʃiː, maɪ lˈʌv, maɪ fˈeɪt, ʃiː sˈæt baɪ maɪ sˈaɪd ˌɔn ɐ fˈɔːlən ˈoʊk, hɜː tʃˈiːk ˈɔːl flˈʌʃt wɪð ɐ bˈæʃfəl ʃˈeɪm, tˈɛlɪŋ mˌiː wʌt hɜːɹ ˈɪnəsənt hˈɑːɹt hæd hˈɪd   "fɔːɹ wʌz nˌɑːt aɪ hɜː bɹˈʌðɚ, hɜː dˈɪɹ bɹˈʌðɚ, ˈɔːl bˌʌt ɪn nˈeɪm."