text_original: Edgar was in a sentimental mood, and inclined to see things from a sentimental point of view. ' It mayn't be botanically true,' he said, ' but it's a pretty idea all the same ;' and then he trolled out in a fiae baritone : ' No, the heart that has truly loved never forgets, But as truly loves on to the close ; As the sunflower turns on her god, when he sets, The same look which she turned when he rose.'
text_transcription: EDGAR WAS IN A SENTIMENTAL MOOD AND INCLINED TO SEE THINGS FROM A SENTIMENTAL POINT OF VIEW IT MAYN'T BE BOTANICALLY TRUE HE SAID BUT IT'S A PRETTY IDEA ALL THE SAME AND THEN HE TROLLED OUT IN A FINE BARYTONE NO THE HEART THAT IS TRULY LOVED NEVER FORGETS BUT AS TRULY LOVES ON TO THE CLOSE AS THE SUNFLOWER TURNS ON HER GOD WHEN HE SETS THE SAME LOOK WHICH SHE TURNED WHEN HE ROSE
phonemes: ˈɛdɡɚ wʌz ɪn ɐ sˌɛntɪmˈɛntəl mˈuːd, ænd ɪŋklˈaɪnd tə sˈiː θˈɪŋz fɹʌm ɐ sˌɛntɪmˈɛntəl pˈɔɪnt ʌv vjˈuː. ɪt mˈeɪənt biː bətˈænɪkli tɹˈuː,hiː sˈɛd, bˌʌt ɪts ɐ pɹˈɪɾi aɪdˈiə ˈɔːl ðə sˈeɪm ;ænd ðˈɛn hiː tɹˈoʊld ˈaʊt ɪn ɐ fˈaɪə bˈæɹɪtˌoʊn : nˈoʊ, ðə hˈɑːɹt ðæt hɐz tɹˈuːli lˈʌvd nˈɛvɚ fɚɡˈɛts, bˌʌt æz tɹˈuːli lˈʌvz ˌɔn tə ðə klˈoʊs ; æz ðə sˈʌnflaʊɚ tˈɜːnz ˌɔn hɜː ɡˈɑːd, wˌɛn hiː sˈɛts, ðə sˈeɪm lˈʊk wˌɪtʃ ʃiː tˈɜːnd wɛn hiː ɹˈoʊz.