text_original: Beneath the tall pine's voiceful shadow I lie and drink thy jargoning; My soul is full with melodies, One drop would overflow it, And send the tears into mine eyes   But what car'st thou to know it?
text_transcription: BENEATH THE TALL PINES VOICEFUL SHADOW I LIE AND DRINK THY JARGONING MY SOUL IS FULL WITH MELODIES ONE DROP WOULD OVERFLOW IT AND SEND THE TEARS INTO MINE EYES BUT WHAT CAREST THOU TO KNOW IT
phonemes: bᵻnˌiːθ ðə tˈɔːl pˈaɪnz vˈɔɪsfəl ʃˈædoʊ aɪ lˈaɪ ænd dɹˈɪŋk ðˌaɪ dʒˈɑːɹɡənɪŋ; maɪ sˈoʊl ɪz fˈʊl wɪð mˈɛlədiz, wˈʌn dɹˈɑːp wʊd ˌoʊvɚflˈoʊ ɪt, ænd sˈɛnd ðə tˈɪɹz ˌɪntʊ mˈaɪn ˈaɪz bˌʌt wʌt kˈɑːɹst ðˈaʊ tə nˈoʊ ɪt?