text_original: The summer fleeted by, the beautiful bounteous summer, with her lap full of sweet  scented flowers ; the corn grew tall, the hay was being carted in ^ After my Might ful fayne tooM I You plese' 145 many a meadow within sound of Stratford bells ; and the woods began to put on that look of dull uniform green which indicates the beginning of the end.
text_transcription: THE SUMMER FLEETED BY THE BEAUTIFUL BOUNTEOUS SUMMER WITH HER LAP FULL OF SWEET SCENTED FLOWERS THE CORN GREW TALL THE HAY WAS BEING CARTED IN MANY A MEADOW WITHIN SOUND OF STRATFORD BELLS AND THE WOODS BEGAN TO PUT ON THAT LOOK OF DULL UNIFORM GREEN WHICH INDICATES THE BEGINNING OF THE END
phonemes: ðə sˈʌmɚ flˈiːɾᵻd bˈaɪ, ðə bjˈuːɾifəl bˈaʊntiəs sˈʌmɚ, wɪð hɜː lˈæp fˈʊl ʌv swˈiːt sˈɛntᵻd flˈaʊɚz ; ðə kˈɔːɹn ɡɹˈuː tˈɔːl, ðə hˈeɪ wʌz bˌiːɪŋ kˈɑːɹɾᵻd ɪn ˈæftɚ maɪ mˌaɪt fˈʌl fˈeɪn tˈuː ˈɛm aɪ juː plˈiːz wˈʌnhˈʌndɹɪd fˈɔːɹɾi fˈaɪv mˈɛni ɐ mˈɛdoʊ wɪðˌɪn sˈaʊnd ʌv stɹˈætfɚd bˈɛlz ; ænd ðə wˈʊdz bɪɡˈæn tə pˌʊt ˌɔn ðæt lˈʊk ʌv dˈʌl jˈuːnɪfˌɔːɹm ɡɹˈiːn wˌɪtʃ ˈɪndᵻkˌeɪts ðə bɪɡˈɪnɪŋ ʌvðɪ ˈɛnd.