text_original: ' But woe — take heed — before I call. If that thy cheek grow pale, At clutch of fear, or eyes should fall, And heart and purpose fail.'
text_transcription: BUT WOE TAKE HEED BEFORE I CALL IF THAT THY CHEEK GROW PALE AT CLUTCH OF FEAR OR EYES SHOULD FALL AND HEART AND PURPOSE FAIL
phonemes: bˌʌt wˈoʊ — tˈeɪk hˈiːd — bᵻfˌɔːɹ aɪ kˈɔːl. ɪf ðæt ðˌaɪ tʃˈiːk ɡɹˈoʊ pˈeɪl, æt klˈʌtʃ ʌv fˈɪɹ, ɔːɹ ˈaɪz ʃˌʊd fˈɔːl, ænd hˈɑːɹt ænd pˈɜːpəs fˈeɪl.