text_original: The pride of our eyes, I swear is a prize, You never will see her again, Unless thro' surprise, You are brought where she lies, A prisoner from the false main.
text_transcription: THE PRIDE OF OUR EYES I SWEAR'S A PRIZE YOU NEVER WILL SEE HER AGAIN UNLESS TO SURPRISE YOU ARE BROUGHT WHERE SHE LIES A PRISONER FROM THE FALSE MAIN
phonemes: ðə pɹˈaɪd ʌv ˌaʊɚɹ ˈaɪz, aɪ swˈɛɹ ɪz ɐ pɹˈaɪz, juː nˈɛvɚ wɪl sˈiː hɜːɹ ɐɡˈɛn, ʌnlˈɛs θɹˈoʊ sɚpɹˈaɪz, juː ɑːɹ bɹˈɔːt wˌɛɹ ʃiː lˈaɪz, ɐ pɹˈɪzənɚ fɹʌmðə fˈɔls mˈeɪn.