text_original: And when it shakes out its bunches of scented yellow blossoms, and trails them by the thousand down each branch and stem, then indeed the lime tree is a lovely lady, and the bees and the butterflies come from far and near to pay her homage.
text_transcription: AND WHEN IT SHAKES OUT ITS BUNCHES OF SCENTED YELLOW BLOSSOMS AND TRAILS THEM BY THE THOUSAND DOWN EACH BRANCH AND STEM THEN INDEED THE LIME TREE IS A LOVELY LADY AND THE BEES AND THE BUTTERFLIES COME FROM FAR AND NEAR TO PAY HER HOMAGE
phonemes: ænd wɛn ɪt ʃˈeɪks ˈaʊt ɪts bˈʌntʃᵻz ʌv sˈɛntᵻd jˈɛloʊ blˈɔsəmz, ænd tɹˈeɪlz ðˌɛm baɪ ðə θˈaʊzənd dˌaʊn ˈiːtʃ bɹˈæntʃ ænd stˈɛm, ðˈɛn ˌɪndˈiːd ðə lˈaɪm tɹˈiː ɪz ɐ lˈʌvli lˈeɪdi, ænd ðə bˈiːz ænd ðə bˈʌɾɚflˌaɪz kˈʌm fɹʌm fˈɑːɹ ænd nˌɪɹ tə pˈeɪ hɜː hˈɑːmɪdʒ.