text_original: In marriage soon they would be bound, A loving man and wife, But John Hodges, a farmer's son, With jealousy was rife. One night he met her in the field, And vile proposals made; How can I do this wicked thing; Young Jane then weeping said.
text_transcription: IN MARRIAGE SOON THEY WOULD BE BOUND A LOVING MAN AND WIFE BUT JOHN HODGES A FARMER'S SON WITH JEALOUSY WAS RIFE ONE NIGHT HE MET HER IN THE FIELD AND VILE PROPOSALS MADE HOW CAN I DO THIS WICKED THING YOUNG JANE THEN WEEPING SAID
phonemes: ɪn mˈæɹɪdʒ sˈuːn ðeɪ wʊd biː bˈaʊnd, ɐ lˈʌvɪŋ mˈæn ænd wˈaɪf, bˌʌt dʒˈɑːn hˈɑːdʒᵻz, ɐ fˈɑːɹmɚz sˈʌn, wɪð dʒˈɛləsi wʌz ɹˈaɪf. wˈʌn nˈaɪt hiː mˈɛt hɜːɹ ɪnðə fˈiːld, ænd vˈaɪl pɹəpˈoʊzəlz mˈeɪd; hˌaʊ kæn aɪ dˈuː ðɪs wˈɪkᵻd θˈɪŋ; jˈʌŋ dʒˈeɪn ðˈɛn wˈiːpɪŋ sˈɛd.